I tell everyone and I’ll go ahead and tell you, we are a Lomelo’s household. What is that, you might ask.
Lomelo’s is a high-end meat market located in Miami, slightly under an hour from Key Largo. The irony of this article is I loathe driving to Miami, and I actually wasn’t a huge red meat fan prior to Lomelo’s. For me to ask for a steak, I had to really be craving one. Lucky for me and everyone else, they now deliver to the Keys and just about anywhere.
But let me be clear, if they didn’t deliver, I’d gladly drive up there to grab my order — that’s how obsessed I am. Through a Seahunter customer’s involvement with Lomelo’s, we were given a nice care package a few years back with a selection of all their different cuts of meats, including the wagyu. You know those moments in life where something draws a line in time of before and after. That was this moment.
There was my life before Lomelo’s and my life after. I don’t care if you’re the worst cook on earth, something about their quality of meat still serves beautifully on a plate. It got to a point my fiancé knew I was uninterested in even burdening my arteries with a steak at home if it wasn’t from Lomelo’s. I walked in the door one day and saw he was cooking up a storm.
“I’m making your favorite,” he said. “Lomelo’s Australian wagyu churrasco.”
I sat down so excited for dinner and after a few sips of vino, dinner was served. I took a bite, the flavor was all there. Mark perfectly seasoned and cooked this steak, but I knew this was not Lomelo’s. I started in with the questions, “So, when did you have time to go up
to Miami?” He quickly replied, “a customer gifted it at the marina.” I kept eating, the flavor was a 10 and – let me be clear – the actual steak would have also been a 10 had I not crossed that line in life of having Lomelo’s.
I finally blurted out, “This isn’t Lomelo’s I know it!” He started laughing and was adamant that it was, that is until cleanup time. As I was throwing something out in the garbage I saw it, a Publix steak label. I shouted like Sherlock Holmes solving a crime, “I knew it!” He then admitted he was in a steak mood and thought he could trick me; however, there was a valuable lesson learned that night. Our love for Lomelo’s was not in our heads, I really could blindly taste the difference in the degree and class of the meat.
If you’re feeling curious, check out Lomelos.com, and if you have any questions about which cut of meat would be best for you, they have a live chat to answer all of your questions.
