Once while in college, my boyfriend and I and another couple had gotten together to grill some steaks for dinner. After my friend and I chatted and had a drink or two, the guys brought the finished steaks inside. As I was cutting into mine, I spotted something green on the steak. “What is this…grass?”, I asked. After a lot of man-laughing, they told me they had dropped one of the steaks on the ground. “Why’d you give it to me?”, I said. Of course, the gentlemanly thing would have been for one of them to eat it. But what did they do? They just wiped it off and put it back on the grill and let whoever get that one. I took my boyfriend’s steak and gave him the grassy one.