"Arrr matey, ye can print a steak now—though I be wonderin’, why not just grill it, savvy?"
2024-10-04
Arrr, matey! WIRED be tastin' 3D-printed steaks ye can’t nab at any port! But turnin' grub into a tech puzzle be like savorin' the salty pages of a feast catalog—ye end up with naught but a foul taste and a belly as empty as Davy Jones’ locker!
Ahoy, matey! Gather 'round as I spin ye a yarn 'bout the curious contraption known as the 3D-printed steak! Arrr, WIRED be the brave crew that dared to taste this culinary marvel, yet ye can’t find it at any port or tavern—alas, it be but a distant treasure! Aye, they thought they’d feast like kings, but instead, they found themselves munchin' on a slab o' techno-wonder that left a sour flavor in their gullet.