Hmm, I'm a carnivore like no other human.I didn't grow up with steaks on the menu. I think my dad made some once. Cooked them until you could have made flip flops out of 'em (he was great at creole and souther dishes).
I never developed a taste for steak. I had one last year at Ella, one at a place near 16th and J, and one a couple of years ago at Ruth's Chris. None blew me away. Don't remember having any others recently.
For a fancy joint, I love seafood, lamb and Italian stuff.
onetime when camping with friends back in my early twenties, after cooking steaks on a stick over the campfire (think large heavy marshmellow) and not having a good plate, knife & fork to use, we just grabbed the steaks with our two hands and ate 'em like we were animals. They tasted so good that way, juices dripping off our chins.
for some reason the family camped next to us packed up and moved a couple hundred yards down the lake. I guess we didn't come off as fine representatives of good behavior that camping trip.













