'the way to a man's heart is through his stomach. it lets you avoid the ribcage.'

that said... that IS a terrible idea.

That'll get her blood pressure going. . .

I love a good steak, but I would instantly lose my appetite if I saw that.

It may be an antiquated notion, but for god's sake, women should not propose to men!

I'll bet they sell thousands of those dinners.

Sorry, but this is a peeve: Try to redress, not try and redress. If it were "try and redress," it would mean two actions and not one.

You've got to agree.
(redundant "have" and "got")

True, the way to a man's heart is through his cholesterol-clogged cardiac arteries.

Marley'sGirl: It may be an antiquated notion, but for god's sake, women should not propose to men!

Why not?

/male
//proposed

I would never marry a girl that thinks the rump is an acceptable cut of steak.

Fore warned is fore armed. Gentleman if that special lady makes a point of asking you out on the 29 wear a throw away jacket. If it looks like things are going badly - a proposal is near- spill a bit of water and head to the men's room for a second.

MBooda: True, the way to a man's heart is through his cholesterol-clogged cardiac arteries.

Are you insinuating that steak causes cholesterol-clogged cardiac arteries?

Really? People stop and read their steaks?

Marley'sGirl: It may be an antiquated notion, but for god's sake, women should not propose to men!

Whyever not?

genepool lifeboat: ByOwlLight: Holy crap, two courses with a steak for 17 bucks? That's cheap!

Came here to say something similar. It must not be very good steak.

At a Beefeater it's not very good anything

Well that's a good way to ensure nobody takes a date to your restaurant on the 29th.

Stop using "try and..." It makes no sense. For example, the sentence "What are you trying and do?" sounds stupid, right? Exact same thing.

Just freaking stop it.

/Heil Grammar!

Cheron: Fore warned is fore armed. Gentleman if that special lady makes a point of asking you out on the 29 wear a throw away jacket. If it looks like things are going badly - a proposal is near- spill a bit of water and head to the men's room for a second.

You don't have to wear a throwaway jacket, you just need a reversible one or one light enough that you can carry it under your arm unobtrusively, and a hat with a full brim that fits in one's coat pocket.

There's a book, Worst Case Scenario and Survival Guide: Dating and Sex that has a section on this mainly geared toward women (things like letting hair down or putting up in bathroom, putting on glasses, sunglasses, or removing glasses, covering one's head, etc) to escape bad dates if absolutely necessary. It also advocated soliciting help from restaurant staff while away from the table, so that a staffer bothers the other person to distract while one makes an escape.

Blushing Wall Flower: Angry Drunk Bureaucrat: They misspelled "I want to suck your dick" on the steak.

My assistant leaned over my shoulder and said that exact thing.

Your assistant wants to suck your dick? Go for it, man!

/is she hot?
//never mind. Go for it, man!

Angry Drunk Bureaucrat: They misspelled "I want to suck your dick" on the steak.

dude, if she's asking you to get married, she's actually saying "I'd prefer to never suck your dick again"

/gee.....wonder why I'm single

genepool lifeboat: Came here to say something similar. It must not be very good steak.

It's a 7oz rump cut.

It's the equivalent of trying to propose to your gal with a Ringpop instead of an actual engagement ring. Congrats, you're cheap and have horrible taste.

buck1138: I would never marry a girl that thinks the rump is an acceptable cut of steak.

Obvious rump jokes aside, the rump is a perfectly acceptable cut of steak.

I like the occasional fillet, a T-bone is great, I'm not a big fan of sirloin but a decent, thick rump steak can be tender and full of flavour.if cooked properly.

What I DO object to, is the idea of anybody conducting any kind of important business in a Beefeater steakhouse.

Last time I set foot in one must have been 1997 when parents visited me at university and took me out for Sunday lunch. Relatively decent Sunday lunch but for the love of god why would you go there for an evening out? Soulless pub meets corporate menu. Why would any chef stay working for somewhere your job is to exactly reproduce what some suit has determined is the correct food for your demographic?

And Christ, they look like the cafe at a crap municipal swimming pool...



/proposed to wife down on one knee in the snow outside the old city walls of Tallinn, Estonia while she was ranting about communism..... she didn't notice for 3 or 4 paces until she turned round to find out where I was
//dinner that night in the cellar restaurant of the best hotel in town

PlatinumDragon: Marley'sGirl: It may be an antiquated notion, but for god's sake, women should not propose to men!

Why not?

/male
//proposed

Well; the article makes it seem like she did a bad job. Had a girl propose to me once. I thought it was a joke and busted out laughing; that was the wrong response. Things proceeded to get worse from there; it's probably a good thing though. Later, I discovered that not only was she pants on head crazy, but she had been less than honest with me about certain aspects of her life.

/ still unmarried

My ex lured me in with a Banquet Salisbury steak, and a sticky note.

Sorry, too busy reading the related article "How to cook beef dripping chips" because afaict, it's triple cooked joy from Hawksmoor.

So now I want the same triple cooked joy from Hawksmoor - in my own kitchen!

Mr. Potatoass: My ex lured me in with a Banquet Salisbury steak, and a sticky note.

I've not heard that euphemism before.

Any dog would say YES!

Did that say 'Will you marinade me'?

What special will they have on March 14th (possibly NSFW new window)?

Porous Horace: Sorry, too busy reading the related article "How to cook beef dripping chips" because afaict, it's triple cooked joy from Hawksmoor.

So now I want the same triple cooked joy from Hawksmoor - in my own kitchen!

Me too, need to start working on the clarified beef fat.

meh, spell it out in buffalo wings, toots.

If you get a rump roast with a: "will you marry me on it" turn it down. It's got to be from one of them big and fat ones.

pffft. We already have Steak and Blow Job Day. Just make him that nice steak, and blow him. If you time it right, you can ask him to marry you and all he's going to be able to say is "Oh, yes! Yes!! YES!!" That would not be the best time to complain about his hand on the back of your head, though.

/protips are your friends

Marley'sGirl: It may be an antiquated notion, but for god's sake, women should not propose to men!

Lots of antiquated notions are just that. If you want to lock some guy into a lifetime commitment that has no real tangible benefit for him, then the least you can do is not sit around waiting for him to jump at the opportunity to hang himself. Nut up or shut up and you can move on to another guy.