Step 1:  Find yourself a grill.  Leave the boyfriend there with mesquite wood, lighter fluid, and a lighter.  Go and make rice, which you will ruin because you were watching a movie and forgot the lid on too long, creating a pasty, bland mess.

Step 2:   Come back to the grill.  Apologize in advance for the terrible rice.  Observe that the wood has miraculously turned into glowing, white-red embers in your absence.  When the guests waiting inside the house ask you how the grill is doing, speak with confidence as if you are responsible for the success of said fire.

 Step Three:  Rub generous amounts of salt and pepper on rinsed and dried pieces of steak.  Throw these directly on the embers.  Hug your grill master and assure him he has your utmost confidence all the while telling the party guests that you are certain the black steak coming out will go perfectly with the rice mush in the kitchen.

Step Four:  Have someone manly remove the steak from the embers for you.  Slice them up and serve them with anything but the ruined rice.  Enjoy!

I'll be honest.  I will never order steak when I go to a restaurant.  Honestly, it's tough, bland, and expensive.  Even when I have been to restaurants where this is their specialty, I have just never been blown away.  The oh-yes-it's-super-delicious smile and mmhmm usually follows when someone asks me to taste the-best-steak-they-have-ever-had because you really do not want to be the jerk that pees on somebody's rainbow when they are really enjoying their food.  I just don't see what the big deal is.  

This steak is the exception.  Oh my goodness, IT WAS SO GOOD.  A+ all the way! ...and a big thanks to the boyfriend for being such a skilled foodie.  You really must try this!!