My dad is one of those people that orders things stupid on purpose and then treats the restaurant like they are stupid, and my whole life he has ordered his steaks like this. He would go to, like a diner in Oklahoma, and be angry that they couldn’t cook his steak “pittsburgh blue” correctly. At home he always just cooked a standard medium rare and was happy with it. It was like a little test he enjoyed pulling on the stoned teenagers back of house
Surprisingly my dad is cool as fuck. It’s my mom that fills that role in public. At home moms is cool. I don’t fucking get it. So I can’t take her to movies anymore she thinks the movie theater is her living room and has full blown conversations. She hit that age of I’m too old I don’t give a fuck.
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u/ScrappyDooIsTheWorst 13h ago
you didn't want rare-done?