Just got back from one of my favourite restaurants to dine at. The fabulous "Flat Iron" down the road from where I live. What can I say?
The chips, the sides, the goddamn succulent meat! It's the closest you'll get to heaven without a pair of white wings. As of this moment, the belly is satisfied beyond capacity. Can you tell yet how much I love this awesome eatery?
But by far the best part of this evening out is because of the friendly giant himself, . And, of course, the miniature bombshell,
. I genuinely love these guys. So, there was literally no better way tonight could have been topped. And lucky me! I've got another six days of this to come.
Just as a finally note, my steak was 700 grams whereas he went for the meagre 600. Fortunately, the only disappointment of the evening... :)