Here’s a little fact a lot of you might not know about me. I didn’t eat meat for over 20 years. It’s true. I was a vegetarian for most of my young adult life. I won’t go into the many reasons that I became a vegetarian, but it did have something to do with a man named Paul McCartney and his then wife Linda.
So I was meatless for a long, long time.
Fast forward to 1995, I’m pregnant with my first child and the doctor is worried about the amount of protein I’m getting. I promise him I’ll bulk up on the protein. A few months pass, I develop gestational diabetes, I’m bed ridden for the last few months of the pregnancy, Jesse is born in respiratory distress, and he’s a little guy. Barely 6 pounds. He’s a terrible sleeper. Mama is exhausted.
Fast forward again, less than a year later, and I’m pregnant again. Doc and I have the same conversation about protein.
He jokingly writes me a prescription that says “EAT SOME FISH”. I tell him “I love fish, if you tell me I have to eat it, I will”. “Then eat it.” he says. So I do. I start to eat fish in 1996. Evan is born in October. He’s almost a 9 pounder. He sleeps through the night almost from the get go. Not taking into consideration that I have 2 boys in diapers and drinking from bottles (I changed a lot of diapers and made a lot of bottles over those years) I think I’m in heaven. I’m almost getting a full night sleep. I’m still not eating meat.
Fast forward for the last time. We are in Disney in 2006. We go to a luau. I have now decided that I’m going to try to eat a little chicken. It looked so good and smelled so delicious. I take a bite.
“Oh my God, this is the best chicken I’ve ever had”.
Was it because I hadn’t eaten it in so long?? Was it the way it was prepared???
It was so good. I ate one piece, then another, then another until John finally looked at me and said
“That’s pork you’re eating you know?
What? Pork? Me? How could have eaten pork?
I haven’t had pork in almost 25 years. I ate the pork.
I finished all the rest of it on my plate.
I crossed the line.
I was a carnivore again.
I liked pork.
I really liked pork.
So that’s the point in time that I was no longer considered a vegetarian. I still enjoy lots of meatless meals, but chicken and pork and beef have passed through my lips many, many times. Red meat took quite a lot longer for me to consume. I still can’t eat it rare or even medium rare and I don’t eat much of it, but I have to say, when it’s cooked right, I do enjoy it, carnivore that I am.
This is a Pioneer Woman recipe. PW is coming out with her own cookbook next month. If you like down home cooking that’s not fussy or fancy I urge you to buy her cookbook. She really does have some great recipes, and here’s one of them.
Let me tell you. I salivated when I saw this sauce on her site. Yeah the steak looked ok too, but that onion blue cheese sauce had me, onion freak that I am.
Be patient with the onions.
Good caramelized onions take time, but are so worth it.
Then you add the cream and the beautiful blue cheese and all is right with the world. At least until you finish this meal.
P Dub's Ribeye Steak with Onion Blue Cheese Sauce
2 ribeye steaks (we grilled outside)
2 tablespoons butter
4 tablespoons butter
1 very large yellow onion
3/4 to 1 cup heavy cream
1/2 cup crumbled blue cheese
Salt and pepper both sides of the steaks.
Saute onions in 4 tablespoons butter over high heat. Cook for 5 to 7 minutes, or until dark and caramelized. Reduce heat to simmer and pour in cream. Cook for 3 to 5 minutes, or until reduced by half. Stir in blue cheese until melted. Serve steaks on generous portion of sauce. Faint.
Repeat as often as needed.