Dad and daughters begin the ritual of of the rib eyes, purchased from the butcher who cut them to their specifications.
Poke them tender.
Add the condiments.
Pile them up, and let stand in the fridge.
Get the grill going.
Serve warm, after trimming off the fat.
The carnivore inclinations existing in various degrees in the family have now been satisfied indefinitely.
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