I don't normally get steak. For one Wendy doesn't much like a meal that revolves around a huge chunk of meat. For two big steaks are expensive. For three I feel like eating huge amounts of meat is a bad idea from an environmentalist perspective - I should eat just enough meat to be happy and then load up on veggies.
My mom was in town a few weeks ago though and heard me talking about how I never eat steak or roast and decided to buy me a big ass chunk of meat. She is awesome. Wendy is out tonight so it seemed like the ideal time to cook up my big meat. It was odd though because I have never actually cooked a steak before. My usual Internet Aggregate Cooking method doesn't really work here because I am not mixing ingredients so I relied on the advice of some ladies at school to get my cooking instructions. I know that as a man asking a woman how to cook meat is problematic; it violates the Man Code. I am supposed to know these things just based on DNA alone. Please don't take my Dude licence away!
Elli only wanted pasta so this is the amount of meat I was cooking up for myself:
I should note that this is a really seriously thick steak too. I gave it a go and seared the steak and then broiled it as per my instructions. My favourite thing to pair with a steak is potato with tons of butter, salt, and pepper so I cooked that up too.
It turns out that after eating half of the potatoes I cooked and 1/4 of the steak I was absolutely stuffed and feeling like my stomach had a close encounter of the cement kind. It tasted great but it was a dinner of a weight I am not accustomed to. The great side is I have enough steak to have it for my next 3-4 meals at least. Steak and potatoes, steak sandwich, steak on bagel, the possible variations are endless. Yom yom. I guess I can advertise that I now know how to cook a steak.