I attempted steak for the first time in my life this week and it was fucking delicious and if my boyfriend ever leaves me this will be the source of his biggest regret.
It was fucking amazing. But before I begin let’s do a quick back story. I’ve been dating D for about a year and a half. A little bit after we got together, I stopped waiting tables (my daily cardio), started working in an office (with sluts who brought in baked goods), I started anxiety meds (which definitely caused weight gain) and most importantly I increased my intake of Latino foods. These things caused me to gain a crazy amount of weight.
Took me a while to realize it, but I did, and I’m trying to lose it, without giving up bread, cheese, fried food and beer. I got a bike and I started counting calories which leads me to these photos:
That’s D about half way through our 12 mile trek, coming at me like he’s gonna run me over (which he did).
After our bike ride I dropped the surprise on him: I’m gonna make him steak. I had bought some ribeyes and had them marinating. I also prepared the herb butter by melting butter, stirring in garlic, thyme and parsley, then rolled it up in wax paper and stuck it in the fridge.
(PRO TIP: let the steak sit out for a bit and get room tempterature before you cook it. I don’t know why but it’s a good thing to do.)
I seared the steaks quickly in butter and olive oil on each side and then finished them off in the oven at 400 degrees to finish ‘em off.
I also roasted cauliflower by chopping it up, sprinkling olive oil, garlic powder and salt on it, and putting it in the 400 degree oven (flipping about halfway through a 10 minute time frame). Asparagus made an appearance as well, seasoned the same way as the cauliflower but thrown on the grill (thanks, D, for contributing your hard labor). When it was all done, I threw some herb butter on the steak and it honestly could’ve been sliced with a letter opener. IT WAS THAT SMOOTH.
Some delicious veggies and some bomb-ass medium rare steak. After we stuffed our faces of the low-carb goodness, we enjoyed the beautiful weather and my dogs’ hot breath on my porch.
The answer to your question: I sure do drink white wine out of a red wine glass while I eat steak. I’m from Laurel, MD, and it’s a blessing that I’m drinking out of a glass at all. (Pro tip: wine makes you less fat than beer).