Passion = Truth? How Jeffrey James Francis Ircink Sees The World? I love when people are passionate about something. That surging of emotion is the one honest measure of what truth is. It's a truthful display of how a person really feels about something or someone at that particular moment. That passion IS truth.



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Greendale, Wisconsin, United States
Ex-producer of THE REALLY FUNNY HORNY GOAT INTERNATIONAL SHORT FILM FESTIVAL, playwright, actor, singer, outdoorsman, blogger, amateur photog, observer & bitcher, Beach Boys groupie, Brett Favre fanatic, lover of everything Celtic and forever a member in the Tribe of HAIR. Spent most of my life in the Village of Waterford, a small town just outside of the Milwaukee suburbs. After 12 years in North Hollywood, Bel Air and Culver City, Cali, I moved back to Wisconsin in September 2009. No regrets - of moving to LA OR moving back to WI. Have traveled to Belfast, Ireland, Dayton (OH), Manhattan, Seattle, Cedar Rapids, New York, Miami and Sydney, Australia with my plays. Moved back into the Village of Greendale where I was born. Life is good.

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Sunday, January 3, 2010

Raw beef on rye. Mmmmm.

Or "steak tartare" or "cannibal food"...depending on where you live. Mostly a Christmas holiday treat, this delicacy has been popular with the Ircink's and Datka's (my mother's family) since before my parent's were born. Not sure if it's a Wisconsin thing or a Midwest thing or a German thing (I know it's a popular dish with Jews and Asians). Whatever it is, the "thing" is tasty. You have to use fat-free ground round or ground sirloin. Spread it on rye slice, salt and add a slice of onion and you're set.

When I lived in Iowa we had to bring a dish to pass for a Christmas party at work. I brought in a couple pounds of meat, onions, rye bread and salt. Everyone looked at the the spread like I was nuts.

Except the German guy from Chicago. We both feasted. And I've never gotten sick from eating raw beef. Ever.

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