Alternate title: heart attack on a plate

Yesterday was The BF’s birthday. Typically, he brings it up around, oh, June first and reminds me at least once a day. This year, the poor guy has been stretched so incredibly thin that he actually forgot about his own birthday.

I had to remind him earlier this week. He was so surprised that he stopped talking for a whole thirty seconds (unheard of) and then said, “So…wait… On top of all of this other stuff, it’s my birthday? Well how do you like that…”

I wasn’t sure if he would be home early enough for dinner, but I decided to go ahead and make something special for him just in case. He’s a meat and taters guy through and through, so I settled on chicken fried (or country fried) steaks, gravy, mashed potatoes,  corn, and 7 Up biscuits.

These are the easiest, man pleasin’-est things in the world to make. Here’s what you need:

Chicken fried steaks and gravy

4 cubed steaks

2 eggs, beaten

Canola oil

About 2 cups of flour




Cayenne pepper

About 2 tablespoons flour

About 2 cups milk

Salt and pepper

Heat about 1/4 to 1/2 inch of oil in a pan over medium. Mix flour and spices in a shallow dish and pour egg into a seperate dish. Press each steak into flour, then egg (let excess run off), then in the flour again. When the oil is hot, fry steaks until crispy and browned (about 5 minutes each side). Transfer to a cookie sheet and keep warm in a 300 degree oven.

Sprinkle 2 tablespoons (or more, if you need it) of flour over the remaining oil and crispy bits in the pan. Stir and let cook for a minute or so, just to take the floury taste away. Add milk and whisk, whisk, whisk to eliminate flour lumps. I like to let it come to a bubble, then turn the heat to medium-low until the gravy thickens to your liking. Stir frequently.

When the gravy has thickened, serve the steaks covered in gravy with mashed potatoes and MORE gravy on the side.


The BF’s gravy sense (like spidey sense but with, you know, gravy) must have been tingling, because he got home early enough to hang out with O while I made dinner.

Once we had our fill of gravy, gravy, and maybe some more gravy, we had some cake and I gave The BF his gift.

Then we all fell into a gravy and sugar coma for the rest of the evening.



Left: The inside says, "They're the brown ones." Right: Chocolate fudge cake with buttercream, cocoa buttercream, and sprinkles.