Some of you who have "known" me around here know that I like to cook. I love all kinds of food, I really do. I've traveled to different countries just to try local cuisines. But at the end of the day, there is nothing more satisfying to me than a huge, 2" thick slab of fatty meat seared on a wood fire until it's charred on the outside and no more than 115F inside. Salt to taste. Nothing else comes even close. If I had to pick my proverbial Last Meal on Earth, that would be it. Not a split second's hesitation.