If my birthday dinner theme was butter, today’s overall theme is a terrified dog at home. Poor terrified dog. Peanut doesn’t like rainy days. I’ve tried to tell him that the house will keep him safe (99% of the time), but I think that 1% chance of the house flying away in a storm causes severe dog shakes. It’s a safe bet that he’s sitting in this position right now:
What’s a dog to do during epic storms? Well, in a perfect world, I think Peanut would eat steak during a storm. He got his very own steak bite during birthday dinner, and he looked pretty darn happy/content/safe. Who wouldn’t be content with steak and butter on the mind?
Steak bites are a mystery to me. They’re tiny pieces of steak, so they should probably be tough and over-cooked, but they’re not. If you follow The Pioneer Woman’s instructions, they’re perfect. They’re a good way to eat steak relatively inexpensively ($7 for Scott and for me, with leftovers to boot), and they just about melt in your mouth.
Salt + pepper + butter + steak = simple perfection.
Unfortunately for Peanut, we’re fresh out of steak at home. I’ll see if a dog treat and some belly rubs can substitute for the comfort factor of a well-cooked steak. Fingers crossed.