@Phoenix32890,
Your father and mine must have been relatives, Phoenix, maybe even brothers. Actually, dad didn't even like steak. If he had his 'druthers he'd rather have chicken or a pork-chop. Maybe he thought steak was just like pork -- have to cook it to death. As for bacon, he'd have my head if I ever cooked it for him and then drained it on a paper towel before serving. He saw me doing that once and yelled, "What the hell are you doing? You're draining off all the fat! That's the best part of bacon, the juice!"
He lived to age 81, never had heart trouble and was a relatively slim man. He also loved gobs of dairy sour cream on salads.