I grew up in a house with brick pit built in the front yard. My dad was the king of the bbq pit, but he only made one thing: Thin sliced pork steaks. The were amazing, so i was taught.
What he made was more aptly described as pork steak jerky. I discovered he was doing it wrong, and taught me to do it wrong, and to this day i cannot make a pork steak worth its weight.
On a side note, I married a Japanese gal, and she makes everything with rice & soy sauce.
I'm like, "Babe, I love rice and soy sauce, but not mixed with my polish sausage and kraut." (true story)
She says thats how she was taught to make it when she was a little girl.
is there some strange family recipe you were brought up on, or maybe one your spouse makes for you that challenges all that is good in the world?
(ACTIVELY LOOKING FOR A PORK STEAK RECIPE.)
What he made was more aptly described as pork steak jerky. I discovered he was doing it wrong, and taught me to do it wrong, and to this day i cannot make a pork steak worth its weight.
On a side note, I married a Japanese gal, and she makes everything with rice & soy sauce.
I'm like, "Babe, I love rice and soy sauce, but not mixed with my polish sausage and kraut." (true story)
She says thats how she was taught to make it when she was a little girl.
is there some strange family recipe you were brought up on, or maybe one your spouse makes for you that challenges all that is good in the world?
(ACTIVELY LOOKING FOR A PORK STEAK RECIPE.)








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