Steak Tartare
Chop the tendy just enough. Run the knife through thrice over. She's rose red and bloomed. Mince the shallots, bruise the capers. Fuck with some pickle, then the extraordinary Yet ordinary elixirs, of the vinegar & oil persuasions. We need horseradish dijonnaise. We need Salt to love up its partner. We need to mightily zest Some floral horse-root. To fuck, you need a companion. Chips or focaccia? Whatever satiates for now coz There will be a next time. Run your sunny sacred egg Off the top and vibe rich. Yellow chive garden waterfall.












