Whats for dinner

Saturdays had to be the bunns day of royalty, cause we seem to eat like kings or so we thought. Every Saturday night we would grill up some T-bone steaks, salad and a baked potato. Dad made them steaks so good you would almost chap you lips from licking them so much. Oh and the show of the evening while we were chomping away- Hee Haw.... I will always remember that... " Where Oh where are you tonight.... why must I leave you here all alone... I've searched the world over and thought I found true love.. you met another and $#!*&^ you were gone... Yee Haw.