My parents gave me The Pioneer Woman cookbook for Christmas, and I asked my hubby to pick out the first meal he wanted me to make. This was it. Maybe he noticed the pile of meat. Maybe he noticed it said "Marlboro Man's" and thought that looked like a good-enough recommendation. We may never know. He's a man of few words, my husband.
Ree was right. It's a lot of butter. But oh, what goodness. And what a great use for the round steak sitting in our freezer.
And it was just as good when I reheated it for dinner tonight. Welcome to my body, butter.
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