Actual comments from my family during supper tonight:
".... what's in the potatoes?"
"This is a 'floss' meal."
"The gristle's actually not too bad."
"So... when are we having pizza?"
"I'm gonna top this off with a bowl of cereal."
I concede that the meat was undercooked. My ravenous family, unwilling to delay supper any further, pulled the fresh beef brisket from the oven, sliced it and served it before it had cooked to fork-tenderness. In that case, c'est la vie--you get what you get.
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