Carnivorous Cravings

I’m conflicted.

It is important to me to maintain a healthy weight for many reasons, mostly due to my family’s history of heart disease and high blood pressure.

I exercise and try to eat a balanced, healthy diet.

Usually.

Sometimes?

I also really enjoy food.

I like to read cooking magazines and cookbooks.

I enjoy picking out recipes, shopping for ingredients and cooking a good meal.

I love looking through the kitchen equipment porn of the Williams Sonoma catalogs.

While I try not to recreate the deli scene from “When Harry Met Sally” when having a wonderful meal, it is sometimes tough to restrain my enthusiasm.

For example, our buddy Lowry was in town visiting his mother, Neen, and they invited us over for dinner. We had a simple meal: a green salad, baked potatoes and grilled steak.

It was probably the best meal I have eaten in 6 months. Or longer. Really.

The company was incomparable; it was a beautiful evening to sit out on the patio – welcome to bugless Colorado; and the steak fulfilled every red-meat eating fantasy I have recently entertained.

And I do fantasize about food – especially during the leaner months leading up to Leadville. It also seems that I must get iron & protein deficient during heavy training periods, because red meat is what I want. Chocolate cake is good, don’t get me wrong, and I won’t turn up my nose at a plump oatmeal raisin cookie, but steak is in the forefront of my mind during those workouts.

I may get in big trouble, but Lowry and Neen shared their steak secret - Dale’s Seasoning. A Birmingham, Alabama (their hometown) institution.

So get out and buy a bottle of Dale’s Seasoning; spend the money to get a couple high quality grass-fed beef steaks; open a bottle of Catena Malbec; and let your hidden carnivore roar.

You’ll thank me.