Thanks to Omaha Steaks, I did smile… before the meal was even cooked.
One of the joys in my life is a good steak dinner because a.) it usually means a celebration and b.) it’s delicious. Recently, my niece turned 1 month old* and my family in Texas sent “her” a gift that had to be “opened immediately.” I thought it was either going to be something alive and breathing or food. Glad it was the latter.
Packaged to perfection to seal in flavor and freshness.
Twice Baked Potatoes? Don’t mind if I do.
Vegetable Medley? Sure, why not.
Happy 1 Month Birthday, baby.
* We’re not Chinese, but if the Chinese custom wants me to eat a steak dinner, then a steak dinner I will eat. Who am I to question tradition?