beef dinner

My uncle Barney gave us a big jar of his secret spice rub for meats as a wedding present. We used it today on a fairly cheap cut of beef, along with some raspberry chipotle sauce. The beef marinated for about eight hours, and then we roasted it for about 30 minutes at 450 degrees.

Oh my lord, this is the best beef. It's got a bit of spicy goodness to it, and the flavor is intense! Alan speculates there is some kind of meat tenderizer in the rub, because it came out velvety delicious. Fantastic stuff.

With some bread and red wine, it's perfect.

Grey and wet and chilly outside, gloomy January weather.

I find it bizarre that a woman would pull her kids out of school and drag them to California to stand outside the courthouse with big signs supporting Michael Jackson. The whole business is disturbing enough without the circus sideshow developing outside.

And Britney Spears believes in the sanctity of marriage. Right. The television is so weird today.

We put out these creepy glue traps last night for the mice, and caught a big one. I felt terrible about it, because the little beast had been laying there stuck in the glue for hours. It's bad enough that we need to kill them, but the idea of tormenting them... I feel so guilty. Alan dispatched him quickly.