I wish my mom would have asked for pointers when i was growing up. Dont know what cut she would buy or if it even mattered. Everything was cooked to death and her and my dad still do it that way. Must be where i learned my love for ketchup. Definite jaw workout everytime.
Same here and I don’t know who was eating the ribeyes and T-bones cuz it sure the hell wasn’t my family.
My mother had this mallet she pounded the pizz outta the steak and not just round steak, to tenderize it.
I remember her using a lot of Adolfs Meat Tenderizer too. Gotta wonder how that affected my stomach?
And it was cooked well done. Grilled, fried didn’t matter. I think that came with the idea it had to be cooked to death to kill any bacteria.