>>>>I, often but not always. like a (literally) raw steak. Some restaurants refuse to do that on 'Health and Safety' grounds. Truth is they probably can't let me wait whilst it thaws.......
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>>>In France, that's a dish called "tartare" ... chopped raw beef.
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>>Know it and love it. Also usually with a raw egg....
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>I haven't tried it, but Gary has had it several times and loves it. Once when we were in Lyon, he ordered it and the waiter, knowing that we were Americans (from my lousy accent, not Gary's ... he *sounds* French), said "you understand that that is raw meat", just to be sure. I'm guessing other non-French patrons who didn't know that, changed their minds (like Tracy would <g>).

A friend of mine recently related to me a story about his first trip to France. It was in the early sixties as a teenager and his first trip abroad. He found himself stranded in a small town in central France with about 20 francs to his name and couldn't decide whether to use it to fill up his scooter and keep heading south or to buy food. In the end he decided to blow it all on a restaurant meal. The only word he recognised on the menu was the word 'Steak' in 'Steak Tartare' so he ordered that. When it arrived (complete with raw egg) he was convinced that the waiter was taking the p**s and walked out.