I know pb was all about this post, and he probably would have been funnier (after all, he is rumored to have once washed dishes at the Improv Olympic), but I got to it first, so fuck him and his witty blog stylings.
The menus at a McFunsters are not exactly gastronomically challenging. We don’t have Stephanie from Top Chef back there in the kitchen whipping up plates of pork shoulder with an apple slaw. We have Romelio, the dude from Ecuador, plating up your chicken nachos. But Romelio can cook, and by God, you put a steak in front of him and he will have it grilled up to perfection.
Unfortunately, you insist on turning a fairly noble piece of meat in to an inedible, charred black disk that looks like Bea Arthur’s vagina. Just trust me on this, I don’t want to go into how I know, but thats not hyperbole.
When you get steak well done, you ruin it. Not to mention that since you have burned out any flavor and dried it out so its leathery and inedible (once again, think Bea Arthur), you are probably going to get stuck with an old steak, one from the back of the walk in that no one else wanted. Plus you look like an asshole in front of all your friends and family. Its an all around bad situation.
So next time, be adventurous. Order it medium. Trust me, it will be better. You won’t even need to drown it in A1 sauce.
