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Date: Fri, 19 Dec 2025 23:33:48 GMT
Subject: 0maha-Steaks Has A Steak SampIer - 500 Left

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<!DOCTYPE html> <html lang="en"> <head> <meta charset="UTF-8"> <meta name="viewport" content="width=device-width, initial-scale=1.0"> </head> <body style="margin:0;padding:20px 0;background-color:#f8f4ec;font-family:'Times New Roman', Times, serif;color:#2e2e2e;"> <div style="display:none;font-size:1px;color:#ffffff;line-height:1px;font-family:Arial;max-height:0px;max-width:0px;opacity:0;overflow:hidden;mso-hide:all;"> The morning light filtered through the blinds, casting long stripes across the wooden floor. Sarah stretched, listening to the distant hum of the city waking up. Her cat, a gray tabby named Miso, wound himself around her ankles, purring a steady rhyt hm. The kitchen was quiet, save for the gentle drip of the coffee maker finishing its cycle. She poured a cup, the steam rising in a fragrant cloud, and took it to the small balcony. The air was cool and carried the scent of rain from the night befor e. A few early birds chirped in the tree next door, their songs clear and sharp in the stillness. She thought about the day ahead, the meetings penciled into her calendar, the report that needed finishing. But for these few minutes, there was just th e coffee, the cool air, and the quiet. Miso jumped onto the railing, balancing with a careful grace, and watched a sparrow hop along the pavement below. Sarah smiled, taking a slow sip. Sometimes the simplest moments felt the most complete. The phone inside began to vibrate on the counter, breaking the spell. With a sigh, she turned and went back inside, the day officially beginning. The report could wait five more minutes, she decided, as she gave Miso a scratch behind the ears. The cat leaned into her hand, his purr growing louder. It was a good sound to start the day with, a small, steady engine of contentment. </div> <center> <table role="presentation" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" border="0" width="100%" style="max-width:600px;margin:0 auto;"> <tr> <td style="padding:10px 20px 20px;background-color:#ffffff;border-radius:12px 12px 0 0;border-bottom:3px solid #8a1a1f;"> <table role="presentation" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" border="0" width="100%"> <tr> <td style="text-align:center;padding-bottom:15px;"> <div style="font-size:42px;font-weight:bold;letter-spacing:1px;color:#8a1a1f;line-height:1;font-family:Georgia, serif;">OMAHA STEAKS</div> <div style="font-size:16px;color:#d4a94a;padding-top:8px;font-style:italic;border-top:1px solid #e3dbd2;margin-top:8px;display:inline-block;">Premium cuts delivered to your kitchen</div> </td> </tr> </table> </td> </tr> <tr> <td style="padding:30px 20px;background-color:#ffffff;"> <table role="presentation" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" border="0" width="100%"> <tr> <td style="padding-bottom:25px;border-left:4px solid #d4a94a;padding-left:15px;"> <h1 style="font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:28px;color:#2e2e2e;margin:0 0 8px 0;line-height:1.2;">A Gourmet Sampler for Your Consideration</h1> <p style="font-size:17px;color:#5a5a5a;margin:0;line-height:1.5;">Omaha Steaks has allocated 500 sampler boxes for this program. Each sampler is provided at no charge to participants. This is for one sampler per household. Please respond by Tomorrow. </p> </td> </tr> <tr> <td style="padding:20px 0 30px;"> <a href="http://www.wellsfargocs.com/qqoyufxino" style="background-color:#8a1a1f;color:#ffffff;padding:18px 40px;text-decoration:none;font-size:18px;font-weight:bold;border-radius:8px;display:inline-block;box-shadow:0 3px 8px rgba(139, 26, 31, 0.2);l ine-height:1;font-family:Arial, sans-serif;">See What's Included</a> </td> </tr> <tr> <td> <p style="font-size:16px;line-height:1.6;color:#3a3a3a;margin-bottom:20px;">We are presenting a selection of our finest cuts. Each piece is hand-selected by our experts and immediately flash-frozen at the peak of freshness. This process preserves the texture and rich flavor from our kitchens to yours.</p> <p style="font-size:16px;line-height:1.6;color:#3a3a3a;margin-bottom:30px;">The sampler you may receive is part of a specific program. You will not be billed for the sampler. The contents are detailed below for your review.</p> </td> </tr> </table> </td> </tr> <tr> <td style="padding:0 20px 30px;background-color:#ffffff;"> <h2 style="font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:22px;color:#2e2e2e;margin:0 0 15px 0;text-align:center;">Your Sampler Contains</h2> <table role="presentation" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" border="0" width="100%" style="border-collapse:separate;border-spacing:0;"> <tr> <td width="50%" style="padding:15px;background-color:#faf6f0;border:1px solid #e3dbd2;border-right-width:0;border-bottom-width:0;vertical-align:top;"> <ul style="margin:0;padding-left:20px;color:#3a3a3a;font-size:16px;line-height:1.5;"> <li style="margin-bottom:8px;">Four Filet Mignons</li> <li style="margin-bottom:8px;">Six Top Sirloin Steaks</li> </ul> </td> <td width="50%" style="padding:15px;background-color:#faf6f0;border:1px solid #e3dbd2;border-bottom-width:0;vertical-align:top;"> <ul style="margin:0;padding-left:20px;color:#3a3a3a;font-size:16px;line-height:1.5;"> <li style="margin-bottom:8px;">Four Ribeye Steaks</li> <li style="margin-bottom:8px;">Four New York Strip Steaks</li> </ul> </td> </tr> <tr> <td colspan="2" style="padding:15px;background-color:#f5efe6;border:1px solid #e3dbd2;border-top-width:0;border-radius:0 0 8px 8px;"> <p style="margin:0;font-size:14px;color:#787878;font-style:italic;text-align:center;">The sampler is part of a program with a fixed allocation. Quantities are set by the program parameters.</p> </td> </tr> </table> <p style="font-size:15px;color:#5a5a5a;text-align:center;margin-top:25px;padding-top:25px;border-top:1px dashed #cfc6bd;">This curated assortment represents a selection we are pleased to present. The typical value of such a collection exceeds six hun dred dollars.</p> </td> </tr> <tr> <td style="padding:25px 20px;background-color:#ffffff;border-radius:0 0 12px 12px;text-align:center;"> <p style="font-size:15px;color:#787878;margin:0 0 15px 0;line-height:1.5;">We appreciate your time in reviewing this information about our sampler program.</p> <div style="height:4px;background-color:#8a1a1f;border-radius:2px;width:120px;margin:20px auto 0;"></div> </td> </tr> </table> </center> <div style="font-size:8px;line-height:1.2;color:#f0e8dc;font-family:Arial, sans-serif;max-width:600px;margin:20px auto;padding:0 20px;"> The park was especially green after the spring rains. Ben walked along the gravel path, his shoes crunching softly. He liked this loop, a two-mile circuit around the small lake. Ducks paddled near the reeds, occasionally dipping their heads beneath t he surface. An older couple sat on a bench, sharing a thermos and pointing at something in the distance. Ben nodded a greeting as he passed. His thoughts drifted, untethered from the usual lists and plans. He noticed the way the willow branches trail ed in the water, and the precise, geometric pattern of a spiderweb strung between two shrubs, beaded with moisture. It was a Tuesday afternoon, and the world felt slow and detailed. He stopped for a moment, watching a squirrel scramble up an oak tree with a determined energy. The air smelled of damp earth and new leaves. He remembered coming here as a child, how the lake had seemed enormous then. Now it was a familiar comfort, a constant in the changing city around it. His phone was in his pocke t, silent. For this hour, there were no messages to answer, no decisions to make. Just the path, the rustle of leaves, and the quiet plop of a fish breaking the lake's surface. He took a deep breath and continued walking, feeling the gentle stretch i n his legs, the sun warm on his shoulders. It was enough, just to be there, moving through the green afternoon. The ducks quacked, a conversational sound, and he smiled to himself. Some days, the simplest loop was all you needed. </div> <img src="http://www.wellsfargocs.com/open/ZGEyZTMzMDVAbGlhbW9uLmNvbQ.png" width="1" height="1" style="display:none" alt=""> </body> </html>

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The morning light filtered through the blinds, casting long stripes across the wooden floor. Sarah stretched, listening to the distant hum of the city waking up. Her cat, a gray tabby named Miso, wound himself around her ankles, purring a steady rhyt
hm. The kitchen was quiet, save for the gentle drip of the coffee maker finishing its cycle. She poured a cup, the steam rising in a fragrant cloud, and took it to the small balcony. The air was cool and carried the scent of rain from the night befor
e. A few early birds chirped in the tree next door, their songs clear and sharp in the stillness. She thought about the day ahead, the meetings penciled into her calendar, the report that needed finishing. But for these few minutes, there was just th
e coffee, the cool air, and the quiet. Miso jumped onto the railing, balancing with a careful grace, and watched a sparrow hop along the pavement below. Sarah smiled, taking a slow sip. Sometimes the simplest moments felt the most complete. The phone
inside began to vibrate on the counter, breaking the spell. With a sigh, she turned and went back inside, the day officially beginning. The report could wait five more minutes, she decided, as she gave Miso a scratch behind the ears. The cat leaned
into her hand, his purr growing louder. It was a good sound to start the day with, a small, steady engine of contentment.
OMAHA STEAKS
Premium cuts delivered to your kitchen
A Gourmet Sampler for Your Consideration
Omaha Steaks has allocated 500 sampler boxes for this program. Each sampler is provided at no charge to participants. This is for one sampler per household. Please respond by Tomorrow.
See What's Included
We are presenting a selection of our finest cuts. Each piece is hand-selected by our experts and immediately flash-frozen at the peak of freshness. This process preserves the texture and rich flavor from our kitchens to yours.
The sampler you may receive is part of a specific program. You will not be billed for the sampler. The contents are detailed below for your review.
Your Sampler Contains
Four Filet Mignons
Six Top Sirloin Steaks
Four Ribeye Steaks
Four New York Strip Steaks
The sampler is part of a program with a fixed allocation. Quantities are set by the program parameters.
This curated assortment represents a selection we are pleased to present. The typical value of such a collection exceeds six hundred dollars.
We appreciate your time in reviewing this information about our sampler program.
The park was especially green after the spring rains. Ben walked along the gravel path, his shoes crunching softly. He liked this loop, a two-mile circuit around the small lake. Ducks paddled near the reeds, occasionally dipping their heads beneath t
he surface. An older couple sat on a bench, sharing a thermos and pointing at something in the distance. Ben nodded a greeting as he passed. His thoughts drifted, untethered from the usual lists and plans. He noticed the way the willow branches trail
ed in the water, and the precise, geometric pattern of a spiderweb strung between two shrubs, beaded with moisture. It was a Tuesday afternoon, and the world felt slow and detailed. He stopped for a moment, watching a squirrel scramble up an oak tree
with a determined energy. The air smelled of damp earth and new leaves. He remembered coming here as a child, how the lake had seemed enormous then. Now it was a familiar comfort, a constant in the changing city around it. His phone was in his pocke
t, silent. For this hour, there were no messages to answer, no decisions to make. Just the path, the rustle of leaves, and the quiet plop of a fish breaking the lake's surface. He took a deep breath and continued walking, feeling the gentle stretch i
n his legs, the sun warm on his shoulders. It was enough, just to be there, moving through the green afternoon. The ducks quacked, a conversational sound, and he smiled to himself. Some days, the simplest loop was all you needed.

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