If you’ve read this blog for any amount of time, you know I LOVE Teriyaki sauce on my steaks. It’s a bit of an obsession.

When I go out to a restaurant, nine times out of ten they will not have a Teriyaki-infused steak on the menu. Nor will they have Teriyaki sauce on hand for my amusement.

This makes me bitter and forlorn.

If given a choice, I cook steaks at home where I can control the Teriyaki-ness of my steak. I’m crazy like that.

I found a wonderful recipe for a fancy Teriyaki sauce over at Cookistry.  Check it out and tell me Teriyaki on steak isn’t the best thing in the world.

I dare ya!

Photo courtesy of Cookistry.blogspot.com.

This, my friends, is why I love ordering the food I enjoy and having it sent to me on vacation.

I get to indulge in my favorite steak — exactly the way I want it — in a gorgeous setting. It doesn’t get any better than that.

This was taken on our seaside balcony in Florida. This Kansas City strip was to die for.

Our group was so thankful to have a beautiful steak dinner without all the headaches of reservations, waiting for a table and not getting a meal exactly how we want it.

It was a relaxed, perfect night. And isn’t that what a vacation is supposed to entail????

Ahhhhh. . . . .

So, we’re back in the real world after a wonderful visit to Florida’s Gulf coast. It was well worth all of the wondering and worrying and ultimately the decision to keep our plans.

The area was beautiful and people seemed genuinely happy to have us there. That’s always nice, right? To have people happy you’re there?

We always like to cook in our little rental when we travel there because we like what we like and — well — we’re kind of picky.

As I’ve done for the past few years, I had an order of some of my faves sent to me there and let me tell you we were not disappointed.

Isn’t it beautiful?

The first meal we cooked was an all-beef franks extravaganza. Can’t go wrong with that, I say.

We were like Burger King — you could totally have it your way. Plain, ketchup, mustard, spicy mustard, relish, cheese . . . anything.

We cooked these babies on our trusty George Foreman grills indoors. The place smelled so good!

Cooking for a bunch of hungry vacationers sort of makes you well-liked. And I liked earning my place at the top of the food chain (so to speak) every night. It makes everyone happy when Mama’s happy.

More scrumptious meals from our week later!