Every time I do a beefsteak in a new location, when it comes time to serve the ribeye everyone involved for the first time is shocked ….
“I don’t know how …..but they’re still eating.”
“We need more ribeyes…..”
U luv to see it.
Just saw a direct flight from atl to las angeles announce that they’re gonna stop in ok city to refuel with no explanation.
I assume it’s to minimize having to buy fuel in California.
Fucking wild times tho.
u know what’s awesome?
ordering a ton of chinese food and learning, upon arrival, that it doesn’t come with rice.
How tf did that happen?
what have we become?
Boarding a flight to Vegas for the first time in a long time.
It’s filled with hope of the worst type.
The hope that a person’s chance to get ahead in life will come from luck.
In general people are frustratingly bad at assessing risk.
Beefsteak has no sponsors.
One side effect of this is that it may fail when people stop coming.
It’s beholden to the user.
That said, if you guys didn’t come, I would still do them by myself.
Fuck u guys.
When I work insanely hard, I have to stop looking at health metrics all together.
I can’t start my day with “You should take it easy today, you didn’t get enough sleep.”
No fucking shit.
Taking it easy is not an option.
It makes me frustrated with myself that i ever even look at it.