so i could post that another gazillion times.

i'll settle for instead saying that a rare rib eye steak, with a hint of henderson's relish sprinkled over after teh first flip, then rested whilst you add cream and wholegrain mustard to the pan - scrunching off all the cooking goodness and making a sauce, and eaten with crispy as fuck parsnips and runner beans, is actually the food of gods.

(onions. onions suck balls)