Ladies and Gents, the rest of the guests have (mostly) arrived, so we need to keep this brief.
No shit, there we were, the three of us in the kitchen cooking away like industrious little cooking things, drinking wine and trying very hard not to peek at the London Broil in the oven, when the timer went off. It was time to flip the meat! The meat was summarily flipped, and it splished a bit of gravy on the cook.
Ew, she said, I got meat goo on me!
And bang! We had a band name:
Meat Goo! We really have no idea what sort of music they play, so please leave us a comment and let us know, and we'll update the blog with opinions!