So this is the great advantage of having parents who decided to raise their own beef instead of getting it at the grocery store. Top-notch, even technically organic, wonderful-fresh-juicy steak. Compliments of Mom and Dad. Come on people, you know the jingle... "dun-dun-na-na dun-na-na dun-na-na... BEEF! It's what's for dinner..."
Also note the teeny-tinyness of my stove. I have to move the kettle off the stove just to fit the broiler pan.