I eat steak every single night. Rare. And it is eaten in an almond flour tortilla with a pinch of cheese. I am in the process of simplifying my diet to become fully carnivorous. Grass fed and GRASS FINISHED (most important tip, grass fed means NOTHING, grass finished is what you need on your label)
If anyone even gives a crap.
Cured king salmon, crème fraiche vinaigrette, capers, dill, toasted breadcrumbs, lemon zest, calabrian chile oil. Inspired by Liv’s on 2nd street in Long Beach
The sweet resonant coo from nearby my bedroom window seems to have followed me from Brooklyn, NY to Long Beach, CA… Its persistent cadence, has become a point of fixation, a symbol of some continuity across landscapes. And while beautiful…its haunting refrain, unyielding and insistent, reflects the relentless march of time, a reminder that even amidst change, certain constants endure, anchoring me to the past as I navigate a very uncertain future…