(or beef entrecote a la steak tartare)
Whenever I mention that I love steak tartare, people often say that they have never tried it because of the bear thought that they are eating “living flesh”. Although I never quite understood that (to me it is somehow more logical to eat raw food than processed), yet I was sad because I will not share mom’s best recipe with my friends. But mom would not be Mom if she hadn’t come up with an alternative. Tired of our persistent avoidance of meat from the soup (and in her opinion, “leaving what is the healthiest”), my mom decided to use the rest of the meat and make it into something like steak tartare. The result? Soup is cooked every week, just so mom could make beef entrecote a la steak tartare (or as we renamed it – false steak).