Did you know what you’re doing wrong with steak?
Honestly, I think the conflation of manliness with red meat is terribly silly and overblown; I made pasta in a pesto cream sauce for dinner and somehow my penis managed to remain attached. That said, I do love a good steak as well, so when I see one of my favorite bloggers ranting about the simple mistakes people make that ruin good steak, I pay attention. The rules he outlines are simple enough that even I, no culinary genius, can remember them.
Dammit, now I want a steak.