16 May 2011

You Know Dinner is Going to Suck When the Steaks are on FIRE!

A few weeks ago, Tim's dad gave us some ribeye steaks. I'm not a fan of ribeyes, but Tim likes them so I decided to cook them tonight. Apparently, that was a very bad idea.

This morning I marinated the steaks in Worcestershire sauce, balsamic vinegar, garlic, salt, and pepper. I let them sit out while the grill warmed up, and cooked the mashed potatoes. I put the steaks on the grill and looked at my watch so I could turn the steaks over after 4 minutes. I prefer a rare to medium rare steak, so after 4 minutes, I went to check on the steaks and they were on fire...literally, on I had to blow out the flames when I flipped them. Of course, Kona had to poop in the middle of all this. Welcome to my life...

I turned the steaks over, turned the grill down to low heat, took the dog out for his evening dump, and hurried back inside to get the steaks off the grill. They were still on fire.

So, I pulled them off and yes, I did have to blow out the flames on the steaks, let them rest and finished the mashed potatoes and broccoli. I told Tim I cremated the steaks. He didn't believe me until he walked into the kitchen and saw them. Because he's such a great guy, he laughed, and said, "I'm sure they'll taste great with salsa on them."

We both ate our ribeye jerky and I decided that I will leave the ribeye grilling up to Tim. Oh and I should mention that I actually do an awesome job cooking steaks.