Alastair
Of course, we fired up the grill. Jacob and I moved as one in the tiny kitchen as we pulled ingredients together to make our dinner. Jacob had suggested a cilantro slaw to go on top of our homemade steak bread burger. The idea was genius. Simple, but with complex flavors. I watched as he melted some butter, and added some of the crushed garlic, chili pepper flakes, salt, and pepper. He then lathered that onto the thickly sliced bread. I turned my attention to the steaks and smiled. We worked well together, and I was enjoying the music Jacob had playing from his phone.
“Any idea what you are going to do with that?” Jacob asked as he leaned in to watch me. I finished off by patting away any moisture before I started to season the steak.
“You mean other than throw it on the grill
