Walkin' on, walkin' on broken glass

So we finally made it home Sunday night. Kate and I decided we should treat ourselves to the expensive steak we had bought at the store. We took it out of the freezer to thaw, and finally decided (as it was half thawed) that we were just going to cook it. And that’s what we did! So it was on the stove (and you have to understand, we’re lucky to fit two people in our kitchen) and all of a sudden Kate hit her head on the shelves next to the stove, and off flies the Nutella and Peanut Butter, apparently both made of glass (oh Italy) so now on our floor is a mix of chocolaty-peanut butter glass. Yum. So we continued to cook the steak as we cleaned up the mess (with a broom, sponge and vacuum). We were a little worried about the meet, since it was so thick. The middle was raw, but the outsides were getting cooked. Solution? Eat the meat as it cooked! Kate was in charge of cutting; while Erica and I cut up the cooked meat into little pieces, which we then ate (and feed to Kate) It was a great process, who needs a table? However, the ONE counter space we have in the kitchen wasn’t too supportive of this process, as the plate and meat feel off onto the floor (the newly cleaned floor) It just wasn’t our night. We thought about making rice, but decided we had enough adventures for the night, and enjoyed our delicious meat.