Country Fried Steak
This country fried steak recipe was originally my grandmother’s, but I thought it was really bland so I added seasoning to it. Serve it with country gravy and mashed potatoes. Ingredients Original recipe (1X) yields 4 servings
This country fried steak recipe was originally my grandmother’s, but I thought it was really bland so I added seasoning to it. Serve it with country gravy and mashed potatoes. Ingredients Original recipe (1X) yields 4 servings
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