Be afraid... Be very afraid!

So Matthew & I are having a little dinner date tomorrow night which I'm so excited for! BECAUSE he is grilling steak for the first time since we've been together. Just so we are clear, I'm a steak girl. If it's not cooked to my liking you're pretty much doomed. 
Just so you know how seriously I take this, let me share a little story...

My mom and I took a little trip to Arizona to see my sister and my brother-in-law, Chad. Of course Chad attempted to make us steaks that night. This steak was the worst I've ever had in my life, I think I can still taste how horrible it was. AND it was so awful that I threw it off their apartment balcony while a lady was walking her dog and the dog immediately went insane for this steak as soon as it hit the grass. The lady thought her dog was possessed, she was so confused and frantic about what the dog was going after! It was pretty hilarious. 
Now I know Chad would kill me for telling this story because his steaks have improved tremendously, and he just so happened to give us his marinating recipe for our steaks tomorrow night. 

The point of this story is... 
If Matthew Valentine screws up my steak, let's just say this whole blog could be completely wiped clean of Matthew on Sunday. 

We shall see... DUN DUN DUN...