I have this secret. Well, really it’s an excuse. It works like a charm for me, keeps me out of scornful watch from others (especially my husband) and it feels slightly honest.
I have this problem with anemia. I have always had a low iron count and honestly, I don’t even know what that does to me. Make me tired? Yea right, it’s called being an adult, not anemia.
Anyway, we’ll be at a restaurant, in the grocery store, the street corner, and I will turn to Brian and announce my DIRE NEED for red meat.
“But Brian, I need the filet mignon, I feel low on iron…”
“Brian, the doctors says I need to eat red meat.” like every day.
“oh, I’m grumpy? I probably just need to eat some meat.”
“Damn, I could eat the PANTS off a steak right now”.
That’s usually how the story goes. He looks at me sheepishly, knowing I’m exaggerating but feeling like he has to honor my request, doctors orders and all.
Sometimes he’ll even test me to see if I’ll pull the card.
“Whit, you’ve had steak 3 nights in a row, why don’t we order the fish…”
“YOU KNOW I HAVE A LOW IRON COUNT, and besides I’m on vacation. Also, I’ll kill you.”
Heaven help the person that stands between me and beef.
- Standing Rib Roast - 1, 4 pounds
- kosher salt - 2 tablepsoons
- dijon mustard - 3 tablespoons
- fresh rosemary - 1/2 tablespoon, chopped
- pepper - to taste
- applewood bacon - 6 pieces
Don’t mind me while I continue to twist medical words into my need for beef.