What is wrong with me?
Why don't I like standing outside and putting steaks on the grill and holding a beer and tongs in my hands and looking a tough dude who likes beef and fire.
What's wrong with me?
I'd rather be inside making a salad.
Or even baking cookies.
I don't like steak that much. I mean, good steak is delicious, obviously, but there's nothing like a Ceasar Salad, am I right?