The steak

Yesterday, I prepared the steak which I promised to serve to my friends later at the beach. Of course, with the help of the recipe guide which my sister e-mailed to me. 

I served some of it over dinner last night so Mom and my brother could try it. Lo and behold, the taste of which is what it’s supposed to taste like! Although a bit salty, Mom said, but at least…. right?

Here’s a picture of the prepared steak ready for grilling.  

This steak brings so many memories of family dinners. Dad would remind us to save the night because we were going to have a “special” dinner. These dinners usually happen at least once every two months, whether there was a special occasion or not. Come late afternoon, as the sun started to set, Dad or Papa Tony would already be grilling the meat which Mama Jeany prepared the day before.

I’d stop whatever it is I was doing to go outside and sniff. So fragrant it was because of the aroma brought by the fusion of herbs and spices, a little splash of beer as it grills… those scents immediately make me want to turn back time. 

Dad would usually set aside a very rare cooked piece which he knows I love.  After dinner, we’d be so full and satisfied as we share insights about life, politics, religion and stories about ourselves, friends or relatives.

The reason I felt so eager about serving the steak to my friends is because this was the centrepiece of our family bondings. And maybe the reason why I think it’s so good is because I got to eat it with family. As they say, even the simplest meals could become the most filling and satisfying ones especially if you have it with loved ones.

Thank you Mama Jeany and Dad for always making sure that we had these special dinners. It was so good. And the food was really delicious.