I paid-
-fucking β¬83 on 2 tomahawks, and overcooked them. I was drunk, since it was my birthday, and we're a few weeks along so I can laugh about it now. But they were absolutely mind blowing. The quality offset my lack of skill. I have a ranch in the middle of fucking nowhere here in NRW with no thermometer or anything and my reverse sear idea failed. But still, it was *somewhat* pink so yeah, fuck you. niggers.