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    Steak on a Date: A Manslations Exposé

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    There was an article in the New York Times recently that seemed to indicate that if you mention meat somewhere in your internet dating profile, or order steak on a first date, you will be communicating something about how fun you are. Or something.

    I have to be honest, I couldn’t read the whole thing. I got a couple of paragraphs in and rolled my eyes so hard that I had to be taken to a physician. (Thankfully, I have full Disdain Insurance.)

    The sad thing about this article is that I am 100% certain that there will now be a rash of women packing their dating profiles with “STEAK!” and “I love burgers!!” and giving themselves screen names like “BeefGrrl17” — because they think it will make them more attractive to men.

    (Sigh.)

    We don’t give a flying crapmobile what you eat. We really don’t. Men are NOT sitting there poring over your choice of entree, sifting through the implications of this or that cut of beef for significance.

    “Hmm. Ribeye. That’s a pretty serious steak. Can I handle such a woman? I think I’d have been more comfortable had she ordered the grilled shrimp. I feel emasculated and afraid. I could never satisfy a ribeye woman. I wonder if she’d consider the New York strip — that’s more my speed. Oh hell, I knew we should have gone to Arby’s. My Kingdom for a Curly Fry!!!!”

    And so on. Errr…No.

    HOWEVER…

    We do notice HOW you order. And I’m not talking about if you put on a fake Irish accent every time the waiter comes by (although yeah, that might be a turnoff. Or a turn-on. Whatever. I’m easy like Sunday Mornin’.) What I mean to say is that we might notice if you’re trying to “fool” us with your order. The reason that a salad gets a bad rap in the dating world is that men know that women will often order a salad because they’ve been told they are supposed to, even if they don’t want one. Nothing hot about that, let me tell you.

    BUT — if you were in the mood for a salad and you order steak because the interwebs told you to, it will seem exactly as idiotic as the I-don’t-really-want-salad salad.

    Type the word ’salad’ a few times. Salad. Salad. Loses all meaning.

    Here are a few quick tips on how to…oh, you know what quick tips are. There’s bullet points, you read them. You’re very intelligent people out there, I’m sure of it. Here we go:

    • ORDER WHAT THE HELL YOU WANT: Nothing sexier than a woman who is exactly who she is and is not about to change it because somebody’s watching. Unless that woman is that lady who runs that “Pussycat Dolls” show. She scares me.
    • FORGET WHAT HE MIGHT THINK: Ok, let’s say for the sake of argument that there IS some man out there who judges women on the basis of their choice of a meal. (There probably is. And I have a friend who will probably end up having to go on a date with him at some point.) Well, what if he hates women who order, say, lamb? And you really like lamb. Do you really want to “trick” him into dating you by not ordering what you wanted? What’s the plan? That one day, years from now after you’re married with 2 kids, you’ll order lamb, and he’ll say, “My god, Desdemona, you are NOT the woman I married!” Just get the friggin’ lamb. And if he doesn’t like it, stick him with the check, go home, and never talk to him again. At least you got some damb lamb. (We would also have accepted “damn lamn.”)
    • DON’T TRY TO INTERPRET HIS MEAL CHOICE, EITHER: You probably don’t anyway, which is good. He certainly has no idea how his order speaks about him, and no intention to communicate like that. He just thought, “Hey look! A menu! With food on it! I LOVE food! I’m gonna have them BRING me some!!”

    So, I hope you are all now emboldened to order whatever the hell you want. I hope you’re all drunk with power. Or at least drunk. Either way, eat what you want. That said, I probably wouldn’t order a piece of raw elk meat and request they bring out a blender, then shrug and say, “Let’s fire her up and see what happens, eh big boy?” That’s just spooky.

    What say you ladies? Anybody have any success with the “Steak on a Date” theory? Any other foods that have worked well for you?
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    Comments

    Comment from BeefGrrl17
    Time August 21, 2007 at 8:05 am

    Words can hurt, Mr. Manslator.

    Comment from MissEducation
    Time August 21, 2007 at 8:42 am

    What about using meat as clothing on a date? I have a skirt steak that I’ve been dying to wear. (Sorry, I couldn’t help it!)

    Comment from Jeff Mac
    Time August 21, 2007 at 10:15 am

    BeefGrrl17! I thought I made you up, and yet, here you are! Thank god for the magical internet that lets us call ourselves anything we feel like!

    Oh, and MissEducation, you are not forgiven. I wish I could let that one slide, but sadly, no. (If I COULD forgive you, I might suggest that you wear your beefduds with a nice porkpie hat. But I’m not going to do that. Because I’ve got “class.”)

    Comment from MissEducation
    Time August 21, 2007 at 10:56 am

    Well, ok. But just so you know, I was prepared to do a really cute New York Strip-tease…

    Comment from Rainey
    Time August 21, 2007 at 2:33 pm

    I can’t think of any meat/clothing puns. (Well, I had one about Scarlett O’Hara making her dress from “beef curtains” but I think that’s a long way to go for a pun. And I also think I just made myself throw up a little.)

    I’ll tell you this much, though. On a date, I order whatever I’m hungry for. I’ve even been known to order buffalo wings. Granted, that’s usually when I’m with someone I don’t intend to sleep with…

    Comment from Beta Mom
    Time August 21, 2007 at 8:29 pm

    Okay, so we have permission to order whatever we want (keeping in mind that the last time I was on an actual date, Lincoln was in the Whitehouse and I ordered bison)…but what about the PRICE of the meal? Do one assume the gentleman is paying? If so, is a lady moderate in her choice or does she go for the gold?

    Of course, this is all in theory, as these days Beta Dad and I consider a night at the Chinese Buffet right fancy.

    Comment from Jeff Mac
    Time August 21, 2007 at 9:33 pm

    Ok, first of all, the puns are killing me. Seriously. Ow.

    Beta Mom, that’s a great question. I think it probably merits a whole post. Interesting.

    The short version, I think, would be that if the dude is paying, he should be prepared for you to order whatever they have at the restaurant you’re at. I mean, he took you there.

    And maybe I’m old fashioned (I AM older than you, Mrs. Lincoln) but yeah, I think the dude is probably paying. If it’s early enough to be worrying about what you order, yeah, I’d say he’s paying.

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    Comment from Jeff
    Time February 7, 2008 at 2:18 pm

    First, JMac, your website is hilarious, and your insight impeccable. I think men probably enjoy reading it just as much as women.

    Second I have to admit that I do notice (and adore) a woman who orders meat on a date, but that’s because I won the Most Likely to Juice a Steak and Drink It award in college. Seriously though, assuming she hasn’t adopted the NY Times suggestion for appearances sake, it shows me what her comfort level is. And to me, food is incredibly important in a relationship.

    But even more sexy is a woman who orders dessert while eating alone, as again, it shows either: 1) she doesn’t care about what others around her think, or 2) homegirl likes to eat. Both are great in my book. I was at a sushi bar recently and there was a young woman next to me who, when when handed the check, instead asked the server, “Wait. Do you have dessert?” I think I swooned.

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