Is there any meal more manly than baked potatoes and rare steak, washed down with a cold beer? I think not.
mmmm… steak.
mmmm… beer
I think fries would be more manly than a baked potato. 
But the baked potato soaks up the blood from the rare steak better than fries. 
It could only be more manly if the steak and potato was cooked with a blowtorch or a over a fire made by rubbing sticks together.
True – but a baked potato is cooked by sitting in the oven for an hour – whereas the fries are cooked by being plunged into boiling oil.
The steak would of course need to have come from the fresh Longhorn steer carcass right next to the grill, which you intend to finish butchering right after you finish your steak and spud.
Oh yeah, you’ll also need to clean the .44 magnum you shot it with.
As it charged you.
Bah. Real men use an axe.
It has to be an American Bison steak, cut from a Bison you killed with a Bowie knife to the heart after you dodged its vicious, unprovoked charge. And, it has to be eaten raw and everyone knews a potato is a sissy think to eat.
You laugh but, the other day I had Buffalo Steak (medium with sauteed onions), 2 eggs over easy, hashbrowns, toast and black coffee. That is a manly breakfast. I swear my chest hair grew an inch.
Fries may be plunged into boiling oil, but I bake my potato with a steel spike through it.
Drink beer.
Put a half a stick of butter onto the cast iron frying pan, wait for the blood to come up once on the steak and flip it.
Drink beer.
When the blood rises on that side put it on a plate. Then pour the blood, grease and butter from the pan over the potato and steak.
Drink beer.
Sop up what’s left with half a loaf of bread.
Drink beer.
Feh!!!
You call yourself a man?! :dubious:
I real man would have a woman cook that and serve it to him. In lingerie. And high heels.
…ummm… gotta go now… my girlfriend wants a chocolate truffle and a foot rub…
So tell me how I go about cooking up a real man’s dinner, hm? 
A real man ain’t gonna eat a steak wearing lingerie and high heels!
More like boxers, cowboy boots and a bathrobe.
You can’t seriously be suggesting that you just put it on a plate and eat it, can you? A real man would eat the meal by loading it into an armour-piercing shell and using a Howitzer to fire it into his open mouth.
Doing it naked would be a good start.
But I thought lingerie and high heels was a requisite…
The manliest dinner I ever saw was in an old Boy Scout handbook. It was steak cooked by placing it directly into the coals of a campfire. When it’s done to your liking, brush off the ashes and charred bits, and eat. That, served with a campfire-cooked baked potato and hobo coffee, is perhaps the manliest meal around. Okay, maybe second to an MRE eaten in a trench under bombardment by enemy artillery fire.
Fries come with a happy meal.
The baked potato is manlier.
You nailed one of standards, Axe Man.
Finish with bon bons, covered with a raspberry and rose petal reduction.
Really, the cooking part is completely extraneous to the lingerie and high heels. Oh, crap, I almost forgot the most important part! Beer! Can’t forget the beer.
They are. What are you doing still standing here in your work clothes… get changed and into the kitchen!