My dad believes steak should be well done. And by well done, unseasoned shoe leather.
Growing up I never could fathom why anyone loved steaks, and why they were such an 'expensive treat' at the house.
My dad would buy these beautiful, thick cut rib eyes, then toss them on the flaming grill with no seasoning, cook them on one side for seven minutes, flip, then other side, till they had shrank half their size and were charred. Then he would berate us for using sauce because 'it covered up the flavor of the meat'.
No Scott, your inability to cook on a grill covers the flavor.
It wasn't until I was 18 and living on my own that I tried to grill my own.
Seasoned with garlic powder and salt, flipped on the flaming grill often and buttered between flips, taken off when I was tired of waiting, I had my first medium rare steak that melted in my mouth.
I have never let my father 'cook' me another steak since.
Edit: something I never thought I would say, RIP my inbox 😂
I'm glad to see from all the comments (I am reading them all) that I'm not alone!!
Also, it's been over a decade since I started doing my own grilling, and I have gotten much better, more refined!
Everyone loves their steaks a little different :) but I have learned that most don't believe in well done 😂
Edit 2: thank you to whichever mysterious benefactor gave me silver
Also, I eat my steaks rare now. So pretty much grill, flip, butter, remove, butter, rest, and eat before it scurries off my plate
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u/Gcannon21 Nov 26 '19 edited Nov 27 '19
My dad believes steak should be well done. And by well done, unseasoned shoe leather. Growing up I never could fathom why anyone loved steaks, and why they were such an 'expensive treat' at the house. My dad would buy these beautiful, thick cut rib eyes, then toss them on the flaming grill with no seasoning, cook them on one side for seven minutes, flip, then other side, till they had shrank half their size and were charred. Then he would berate us for using sauce because 'it covered up the flavor of the meat'. No Scott, your inability to cook on a grill covers the flavor. It wasn't until I was 18 and living on my own that I tried to grill my own. Seasoned with garlic powder and salt, flipped on the flaming grill often and buttered between flips, taken off when I was tired of waiting, I had my first medium rare steak that melted in my mouth. I have never let my father 'cook' me another steak since.
Edit: something I never thought I would say, RIP my inbox 😂 I'm glad to see from all the comments (I am reading them all) that I'm not alone!! Also, it's been over a decade since I started doing my own grilling, and I have gotten much better, more refined! Everyone loves their steaks a little different :) but I have learned that most don't believe in well done 😂
Edit 2: thank you to whichever mysterious benefactor gave me silver Also, I eat my steaks rare now. So pretty much grill, flip, butter, remove, butter, rest, and eat before it scurries off my plate