1. "Maybe that’s why I recall so exactly the tender, 16-ounce rib-eye steak served during a country barbecue on a prairie ranch near the tiny village of Bayard, a speck of humanity dwarfed by the rocky badlands of my home state of Nebraska."
2. "The meat was so tender that the tines of the fork tore its fabric gently, like sheer cloth sometimes splits away from the sewing needle."
Hyde Parking; Viva El Cubano MORE IN THIS ISSUE. Use this address for linking. Tender Mercies: Julian’s at the Heritage. BY SARA KENNEDY.
