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With my husband's recent discovery of his love for grilling and the fantastic value offered by Kansas City Steak Company coupons, I was afraid that he'd adjust our diet to be carnivorous. He brought his love for perfectly grilled steaks together with his love for the outdoors and set up a barbecue and picnic area out in the backyard, where it stayed throughout the summer and most of fall.
There he cooked masterpiece after masterpiece every weekend, sometimes just for the family, sometimes inviting friends over for an evening of fun and delicious steaks. Because he'd found a way to cut costs on the meat, he was as happy as a bug in a rug - and I can't say I wasn't impressed with his cooking skills, or that I wasn't happy to be out and in the sun instead of cooped up in the kitchen, slaving away at a hot stove or oven.
I admit that at first, I didn't know if I'd bless or rue the day he found those Kansas City Steak Company coupons on our favorite website for online coupons. He got that crazy look in his eye that either meant that we were going to do "manly stuff" like camping or fishing, and we were "going to do it right". Those trips usually ended with me shivering in a tiny boat in the early morning, or getting eaten alive by mosquitoes.
This time, though, he hardly needed any of my participation. He set up a table out back, got his old barbecue fired up, and ordered some steak online. I was a bit doubtful. Black Angus steaks and seasoned strip steaks from an online provider? I was preparing to call his favorite pizza joint for dinner the day the meat came, just in case it was some tough, inedible scrap of some old cow. But I was pleasantly surprised. The meat came perfectly packaged, as though it had come fresh from the butcher - but frozen.
My husband then took over my kitchen - literally. He took out the strip steaks from their packaging and let the steak defrost. He then fired up the grill, all the time poking at the steaks and muttering to himself. "This is what great grilling begins with," he told me "a perfect slab of meat, precisely seasoned." I thought he was quoting the packaging, but apparently it's something his father had told him a long time ago, at his first barbecue.
When the grill was just at the right temperature (which, for me, is simply called "very, very, very hot) he plopped down the meat and seared both sides quickly. "Never overcook such a fine piece of meat," my husband muttered, as if to himself. I was beginning to worry about his sanity at this point.
When the steaks were done, he mixed up a salad of summer vegetables with a light vinaigrette and served me dinner on our patio. It was heavenly.
Since then, I've decided to let him do what he wants with the barbecue and the outdoor tables. If Kansas City Steak Company promo codes and affordable steak dinners every now and then keep him happy, who am I to object?
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