OT: Just took an important phone call and overcooked my RIBEYE...
- Thread starter Slippin Jimmy
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What kind of phone call is more important than a ribeye on the grill?
When you work on 100% commission they all are. Even at 6:30 on a Friday.
If it makes you feel any better, I went to check on Jr in the bath last Sunday. Came back 45 seconds later to find 2 -2 1/2 inch ribeyes on fire. Like torched. #cried...
Better than coming back 45 secs later to find Jr face down in bath tub. GFY!
Had that happen before and I was just turning around to piss off the deck. Can happen to anyone.
Hey have not seen you around in a minute. How's life you old fart?
Correct. I should have clarified that he was finishing up and making sure he was gonna brush his teeth.
I had a lab named Charlie as a kid who ate 4 ribeyes off the grill when my dad walked inside to get a plate to put them on. Charlie mysteriously disappeared a couple of days later.
Don't have to explain anything to me. You know I am judging doe.
Good. Bday tomorrow. Hit the big 47....Headed to Key West the 1st weekend of November to slay game fish. Thanks for asking. You?
Hahaha don't lie you're way older than 47
Good to hear bud. Kids this weekend. Grilling and football. Might fish Sunday. Smashed em last weekend. Reds were tailing everywhere. Probably saw 200 fish. Getting pretty good with this fly rod stuff
OP I had OUTBACK and it was glorious
My wife asked me to marinate her burger for tomorrows lunch overnight in Dales.
I tried cooking wings on the grill while running in and out of the house checking on a newborn and the wife. Undercooked when I took them off the grill the first time so I put them back on. Scorched earth when I took them off the second time. Just threw them away and dropped $30 on veggies to go for family dinner instead. Oh well, there’s always tomorrow.
I was wondering who would mention Dales first. The boog board might be more your speed. We're more refined over here. Next thing you know, you'll be making some silly 'since the Sugar Bowl' joke...
That's so wrong that it's right....
Damn terrible news indeed. Will be enjoying a nice mid rare ribeye on Sunday.
My Dad (RIP) and Mom had three couples over to eat ribeyes circa 1968 and all the men were aDranking. Dad was grilling them on a new concept (gas grill) and hollered for them to bring him another dilly (whiskey drank), and they all laughed at him and told them to keep grilling and GFY. He asked a couple more times & they just kept laughing. All of a sudden, the bird dogs started yelping & freaking out. Pops came back in the house and told them to order KFC, because man's best friend's got the GD ribeyes.
Jesus man.
The fact that she wants seasoning of any kind almost knocked me down from shock.
Must be nice to be RICH
You could've sprung for dessert if you weren't still paying TATE.
Just wait until I start my Worst Auburn Blog on the Net website. Will start raking it in
I've got terrible news myself. It's not dinner. Dinner was some fine tacos de carne asada at Hacienda San Miguel. The problem came when I was preparing for Hurricane a$$hole. I sat my "tobacco pipe" on the fountain and it rolled off, spilling some sticky green goodness all in the yard. Top of my GD head nearly came off.
