I am an unabashed meat eater. It’s probably not very healthy for me, but I’m not losing any sleep over my dietary habits.
My daughter is a vegetarian, which I, as someone who has eaten meat all my life, find a bit eccentric. But hey, whatever floats your boat, right? I mean if someone wants to sing for their supper, who am I to criticize?
But if you’re going to eat steak, there is only one way to do it: medium–rare. When I was growing up, my father insisted that my mother prepare any meats we ate to be well-done. Even the slightest hint of red or pink in the meat would result in my father demanding that my mother stick the meat back in the oven for further cooking. As a result, I grew up with that same preference for well-done steak as my father had.
But one day, I was in a fine restaurant with a young lady I was dating, and when she heard me tell the waiter that I wanted my filet mignon prepared well-done, she was aghast “Please,” she said. “I beg you, order it medium-rare. You won’t regret it.”
The waiter smiled and said, “She’s absolutely right, sir. Besides, our chef will not prepare, and I won’t serve, a filet mignon well-done.” In addition, I really liked the girl I was dining with, so I acquiesced.
When the steak was served, and I was amazed. It was so tasty, so juicy, so delicious. By the time I finished eating that piece of meat, I felt like I was experiencing a sexual climax.
(Okay, that might be a bit of an exaggeration, but how else was I supposed to fit the word “climax” into this post?)
So tell me. If you are a meat eater, how do you like your meat to be prepared?
Written for these daily prompts: Ragtag Daily Prompt (sleep), Your Daily Word Prompt (eccentric), Daily Addictions (sing), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (rare), The Daily Spur (addition), and Word of the Day Challenge (climax).