Steak Tartare

By David <>

Rated G

Submitted November 2009

Summary: Cold and blood…Lois is in the kitchen.

Story Size: 65 words (1Kb as text)

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It’s cold. I taste blood. Yuck! Clark, steak tartare still tastes like uncooked meatloaf — even when I try your mother’s recipe. I’m sticking with burnt toast and runny oatmeal. Sweetie, could you make us some of that stir fry you do so well?