I was an extremely busy guy with a systematic routine. I took my lean meat snacks in the evening at office and generally preferred a humble dinner at home. When we planned to go out for dinner; I was stuck to a coterie of hotels that offer decent fare. You can say I was fastidious in this respect.
The problem with me was, I realized only later, that I was a frog in the well. I had not seen the outside world and so had painted an uncanny picture of it. It is only when Martha came to me as a client and we developed a rousing friendship did I know the beauty of the other world. She took me into it.
For instance, beef for me was to be particularly marinated and grilled; with the same kind of crustiness. She took me to a party where the beef tasted like heaven. I could hardly understand the reason behind such discrepancy; after all, it was being grilled in the open. Perhaps the beef skewers were playing a dynamic game.
I never knew that kebab skewers could play such an important role. The feeling of tasting the beef on bamboo sticks and chomping even on flakes on those compatible servers was electric. I felt the softness and fluid design of the skewers for the first time.
Yes, of course, the beef here was wrapped and laced in Worcestershire sauce and lemon juice and was flanked by mushrooms and beets. The grilling was special; perhaps the cook had left the skewers dry before grilling. Anyhow, I assumed that confidence in the cook was triggered by the assurance of the wooden skewers.
This experience changed something in me and I decided to enjoy food from now on; especially beef. I talked with the chef about the chain restaurant he is connected with. I was bent on finding more and visited the restaurant for greater knowledge of beef skewers. Much to my delight, they swore by these skewers and would not think of using anything else.
Being completely satisfied, I requested Lisa, my wife, to conduct a beef party at our house, calling my office colleagues. I was sure that my colleagues would more or less have the same life routine as I had. So, the experience would be thrilling for them.
I asked Martha to talk with his mate and get us a discounted deal with this restaurant chef for my party. Sure enough, when they came in; I found the entire party much the same; including the cook and the kebab skewers.
This time, the cook tried out a diametrically different beef grill style and fluffed it with potato corn steaks. The mixture was crude but in his finished hand, it left an unforgettable taste in the palate. I had ordered the second carton of blunt-ended kebab skewers for those who desired it.
I now understand that the accessories have a lot to contribute towards the eating experience. There is a difference between ‘good food’ and ‘good food’ and I have started having more of the latter; thanks to these wooden skewers.
These kebab skewers have actually changed my perspective towards life. I am a lot more relaxed now and desire to check out the best in business; in whatever I enjoy. The case rests.