A love letter to Kobe Beef...
Dearest Kobe,
Before I met you, I've only heard about you from others. They talked about your rareness and your superb pedigree. They revered you like royalty and handled you with care.
Now, I know why.
You are unlike anything I have ever tasted. Your texture is that of velvet. Your taste is heavenly. If one combined meat with chocolate, they would come up with you. My only regret of last night is that there was so little of you. If I were a rich woman, you would be the only meat for me on my dinner plate from now on.
Alas, I am not rich. Our time together must be cherished; I do not know when we shall meet again.
Until then,
Yours Truly,
Fran
Before I met you, I've only heard about you from others. They talked about your rareness and your superb pedigree. They revered you like royalty and handled you with care.
Now, I know why.
You are unlike anything I have ever tasted. Your texture is that of velvet. Your taste is heavenly. If one combined meat with chocolate, they would come up with you. My only regret of last night is that there was so little of you. If I were a rich woman, you would be the only meat for me on my dinner plate from now on.
Alas, I am not rich. Our time together must be cherished; I do not know when we shall meet again.
Until then,
Yours Truly,
Fran