We ate out a lot since my mom was sick. Seems like I always ordered a steak, 'bloody rare'. I remember the waiters looking at my dad to see if this 4yo really wanted it cooked (or not cooked
) that way. He'd just nod.
I don't know why I'd order steak unless it was because it reminded me of good times. Every Friday night, my dad would have all the bachelors from his office over for steak and french fries. It was tons of fun!