I practically salivate from the word steak. I adore BBQ grilled chicken in the summer. Beef stew is my winter staple. Bacon and I are practically besties.
I am, by no means, a vegetarian.
But the word “meats” makes me shiver. And not in a good way. Meatloaf (um, a loaf of meat, seriously, you want to eat this??) and meat balls (essentially mini meatloaf) actually makes me want to puke.
You keep your multiple meats in one meal – whether it be on a pizza, in a stew, a loaf or a ball; pass me the bacon.