A few mornings ago, I was drying my hands on my towel and felt a breezy, stray hair kind of feeling on my arm. I brushed the area using my other hand, and looked down--it was no stray hair. It was a spider just right there on my arm. I shrieked and batted it off, but I couldn't see where it had gone or where it had come from...
It was in that moment I decided to start a blog. That brush with 'the big sleep' left me wondering what I had to show for all my years of eating snacks. Nothing, plain old nothing.
I'm a married, non-college graduate of college graduating age with a nice job and a pretty sweet life, but I need something more. A place to review the foods I so enjoy. So here it is, another food blog with a stupid name. No twist, no direction, no turning back... just like a spider that got batted off the arm of a coward.
Creamy Steaks will review creamy things, meaty things, sweet things, and salty things. Sometimes whole meals, sometimes just snacks. I will have pictures, and some of them will look horrible because of flash. Enjoy it.