Oh my fuck. I picked up a steak at the farmer’s market last weekend. Tonight, Nick came over and cooked it. It was awesome. And relatively simple, too – I could probably do it.
This may be dangerous.
Afterwards, we went out for some frozen yogurt. When we got back, it still smelled like Cookin’ Steak in the kitchen. It smelled like heaven.
Salt, pepper, heat and time! Anything else is just gravy. :-)
PRETTY MUCH. Meat just tastes so damn good.