(June 26, 2017 at 10:54 am)Shell B Wrote: It's so good. I forgot to mention to season the steak. I guess it goes without saying.
My mother makes amazing soups. When I was kid, though, I thought I hated steak because she always cooked it well. Blech.
Same here.
I grew up wondering what the big fucking deal was about steak. Before going out for one with friends in college, I had always equated steak with a lower grade of shoe leather.
Before the meal with my friends there had been a prison inmate on the news famously complaining about the bastards outside of the prison enjoying their rare steaks while he was stuck with inedible prison chow.
Needing no further clue than that, I ordered my first rare steak.
OMFG !!!
Never had a medium rare, medium, medium well, or well done steak again in my life. I always request as very rare as they go now. Cold red center = food of the Gods.
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