- Stay the hell away from the microwave.
- Everything else is OK.
I was feeling particularly carnivor-ish last night, so I decided to have a steak for dinner. I hit the freezer and unleashed the box-O-steak I bought from BJ’s some time ago.
Now, to define myself, I like just as much as any other guy steaks where you get to pet the cow 10 minutes prior to sitting down and eating. (Knock off the horns and wipe it’s ass). But when time is a factor, the frozen one that has already been marinated in Cajun seasoning is a good substitute.
I opened the box and cut the bag in two (there were four of them) and glanced over the directions (this shouldn’t affect my masculinity because I didn’t follow them, so there!) Well, it said let them defrost for 12 hours: I was looking at dinner, not a late breakfast. Microwave on defrost for 20 minutes and go to the store for beer. Great plan I said to myself.
When I got back from the beer store, the steak was defrosted. Actually, it was kind of cooked. Cooked, not like a steak should be cooked, but sorta like you got at the high school cafeteria – kinda lumpy and a weird color brown. It was past the medium rare that I like – more on the well side of medium.
I threw it on the grill in hopes of some kind of recovery. This was as good as giving CPR to Abraham Lincoln (for you Brits: bad head wound). Now I got a dead steak with grill marks. The Disc Space Conservation Society was having a minor meeting next door: they came out and flaunted their pizza at me! I offered my roommate the other steak. He slowly backed against the wall, reached out, grabbed the phone and ordered Chinese before I able to convince him to eat.
I ended up cutting the steak into small pieces – less chewing. Then I went and had some pizza with the DSCS. Good pizza. Need I ask you to delete these off the server?
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