...goes a long way. Pay day, so went grocery shopping. Bought another big thing (about 2 pounds, so "big" to me. I guess it depends on if you ask a man or a woman for the definition of "big" for the answer you'd get!) Now. Where was I before I so rudely interrupted myself? Oh. Bought a big thing of hamburger meat. Mixed it up with some chopped onions and Old Bay and fresh rosemary. Threw some nutmeg in there for the Hell of it. If it's good I'll call it "Greek Hamburger Steaks." If it sucks, no one will ever know. That's the beauty part of living alone!
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