she served it well-done, as that was how she was raised. My dad taught her how to cook it rare the next time, the way he was raised. She made her steak with some pink in it, too. After that meal, she told him she growing up hating beef and never realized it could taste so good.
Mom was an easy convert, and all six of her kids were raised to cook and eat beef properly. She became a great cook, too.
Nothing better than a thick slice of rare prime rib!