Growing up, almost every special occasion meant two things. Our family would get together and there would be carne asada. Okay, three things, there would always be dessert too. But today, we’re focusing on the meat. And not just any meat. The most deliciously marinated, melt-in-your mouth, grilled steak sliced up into candy-like bits that you could pick up and eat just like that (I dare you to try not to,) fill in a burrito or turn into perfect perfect tacos. This is carne asada. The one and only meat perhaps that will forever hold a special place in my heart and that sets the bar for pretty much any other red meat I eat.

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