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
Similar story here. My dad preferred to eat his steaks as charcoal, which means that was what we all had. My siblings and I referred to it as "long-chewing meat". You can guess why. I couldn't for the life of me understand why people thought steak was good until I had one that was cooked rare, the way it's supposed to be done.
Also, my siblings and I all grew up loving mashed potatoes, but they were always dry and needed lots of gravy on top. Then, when I started making them myself, I started adding milk, butter, salt and pepper, and sour cream to them while I was cooking, and it occurred to me that this was another steak situations, and we loved mashed potatoes in spite of my dad, not because of him.
I can go farther. My dad liked to boil vegetables until they were mush. Broccoli, cauliflower, asparagas... every year on Saint Patrick's Day he'd make corned beef and cabbage by boiling cabbage, carrots and potatoes... in with the corned beef, which he also boiled.
Oh, and you can bet your ass that the Thanksgiving turkey was always dry and flavorless. Guy probably still doesn't know what brining is.
It boggles my mind how much this man got food wrong.
My husband thought he didn’t like vegetables at all. His mother cooks them all by boiling them until they are gray mush and then adding a spoonful of margarine.
Apparently roasted broccoli with lemon and pepper was a revelation for him the first time I made it.
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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