A Test Cook’s Search for the Perfect Weeknight Steak
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Kelly Song
Test Cook, Cook’s Country
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Let me tell you about the last time I tried to cook a steak in my house. I splurged on a thick, deeply marbled rib eye that was almost the size of my head. I salted it and let it rest. When it was time to cook, I pulled out my beloved cast-iron pan.
With a glass of wine in hand, I couldn’t have been more ready. As soon as I started searing, however, I realized that this wasn’t going to be the cute little endeavor I had imagined.
As is the case in many small apartment kitchens, my stove does not have a vent. I crossed my fingers and hoped for the best. “The best” never materialized—my steak project quickly turned into a grueling test of mental fortitude. Thick smoke stung my eyes. Grease hung in the air. I threw open the windows. Our cat hid in the living room. Learn how Kelly got from here to the perfect weeknight (apartment) steak. →
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