I've never been in a regatta, but I've had sailors explain to me how the start of a race works:
They tell you the time the race is going to start, and the point where it will start, and you try to get your boat going at such a pace that it will be going full speed and crossing the line just as the start happens. If you're at all over the line, there's a penalty. There's no penalty for being behind the line, but you have less of an advantage.
It occurred to me last night at Abe & Louie's that eating steak is a lot like sailing. Let me explain:
When I know I'm going out to a nice steak dinner, I think about it all day. I know I'll want to pig out, so I try to make sure I'll be suitably hungry when I sit down. If I get too hungry, I get cranky, and can't resist the bread, then I'm not able to properly enjoy my steak. I consider this the equivalent of a sail boat crossing the line early.
If I'm not hungry enough, I either overeat, which is slightly unpleasant, or I have to live with the public shame of not finishing my meal.
Last night I "came in a little too hot" and took down half of the bread basket waiting for my salad as my body had subconsciously slipped into "survival mode". I still had plenty of hunger for my wedge salad smothered in bleu cheese, but I was losing steam by the time the steak and sides came out. In my defense, they were kinda slow to take our order, and I had tried to time the whole operation to the minute :-)
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