Salisbury steak is a passion of mine and a seemingly never ending quest to get to the college cafeteria dinner level. Success in this quest has eluded me for years, yet, every so often, I launch a renewed effort. Last night was such an endeavor. This one, though somewhat admirable, has yet to arrive at the promised land. It is an effort that, unlike the mystery meat croquet, will continue, until I get it right. The secret seems to lie in just the right combination of French onion soup, Worcestershire sauce and powdered mustard.
My original plan was to cook all four and serve them in a dish at the table, hence the pot holder there. The size of them, however, thwarted me into cooking just two, but the pot holder remains in the picture just to add to my pain.
HC
