I went to visit the folks in between Christmas and New Year's Eve. More on that later, I will introduce you to Cathy, Moms friend and truly one of the funniest women I have ever met... Well most of you reading this know her but come on there might be ONE person out there reading who doesn't. That will be tomorrow's post so stay tuned for that.
Now on to my trip to Central Market.
I decide to come back early to have New Year's Eve with Bill. He has to work on this BIG project and couldn't go with me to Waco.
So I decided to cook a romantic dinner for him. This is rare as I don't really cook anything other than lasagna.
I found 3 recipes online...Thank you food network!... and made my shopping list.
Bill and I had already talked about Prime Rib so I knew I wanted that. I get in my car and go to the REALLY good grocery store across town. NICE
It is PACKED! Tons of people there. I ran my cart into so many people I lost count!
I went over to the meat counter where you have to pull a number. A lady with a microphone is calling numbers for the hundreds of people waiting to buy meat or seafood. I went to the meat aisle. I didn't look around because I knew I wanted the prime rib.
My number is called and I walk up to the counter. I asked the butcher if he had any prime rib and that I need number 6,7 and 8 rib. (I am going to stop here in the story because as of now I don't know what the heck I am talking about. I only asked for 6,7, and 8 because Bill said they were the best etc. )
The butcher says "OoooooK" then asks me do I want prime rib or choice. (again no clue)
I ask him which is better.
He says that the prime is juicer when cooked, better marbling and on and on etc.
Who could argue with that! I said I want the prime.
He goes back and brings this thing out. It is bigger than I am expecting.
Then to show my "meat savvy" I asked for it to be Frenched. That is where they clean the bone for you to make it look prettier. (I read that in a magazine.)
So he weighs it then I decide...hmm maybe I should ask how much a pound it costs.
(I know I know... I should have done that BEFORE.)
So he tells me it is 18.00 a pound. So in my head it looks like the meat is about 4 pounds... I guess my estimation skills are lacking
Here is the play by play of my texts to Bill
C: I hope I don't mess the meat up! It is pricey (before I was handed the package)
B: How much?
C: They are weighing it now
B: How much a pound?
C: CRAP! that is big! I am so not cooking this by myself
C: S**T (this is the exact moment they handed me the wrapped up package!)
B: Over 100?
C: YES :0
C: Now what the hell do I do with it.
This is when the phone rang. It was 8.50 lbs! What the heck are 2 people going to do with almost 9 lbs for dinner!
I was talking to him and FREAKING out about the meat. It was 152.00. I have never bought that much meat. I mean COME ON! I can go out to eat and spend that but I don't have to cook it!
I had visions of stuffing it in the organic cereal aisle and running out the door! I MEAN COME ON! Maybe in the freezer section so that it wouldn't be ruined!
Bill said that the store would probably have my picture beside the butcher counter so that they would know not to sell me any more meat if I stuffed it and ran!
So I bought it.... Can you believe...
Bill suggested that we now needed more people! So I called Jean and Phil and of course Meagan and Will. So we had 6 people so it ended up being okay!
No romantic New Years meal but a good story I will never forget....
CC
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