Another cooking adventure, but this one is wildly divergent from any other story in this collection. Every so often I get a hankering to write a madcap comedy escapade, and “The Half-Baked Schemes of Filet Mignon” came along during one of those times.
So sit back, put your feet up, and fire up your taste buds. You’re in for a treat of a different kind.
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I was conceived on my parent’s honeymoon (according to their declaration) and came into this world with a predetermined fate—to eat or be eaten. The menu centerpiece at the wedding supper was a bacon-wrapped medallion of tender red meat, so precious and dear to the newly united Robert and Sarah Mignon that when I came along, they named me Filet.
That marriage lasted until about the time I had teeth enough to chew and s
