In any major urban area it's inevitable that one of your windows will face another apartment building and you'll occasionally catch a glimpse of a neighbor in an unguarded movement whether you mean to or not. Bob and Jodi's apartment was no exception. The building directly across from their living room widow consisted of floors and floors of studio apartments. Each studio had two large windows that opened to a living/bedroom and kitchen that, if the blinds were either up or turned in the wrong direction, you could see everything going on inside.

For a period of about three years or so there were a couple of us who would rotate responsibility for hosting Sunday dinner & a movie night, or more often dinner & Beverly Hills 90210 night, so we'd all gather at their place at least once a month. And that's when we discovered Steak Man.

I don't know who was the first to make the connection between the smell of cooking steak in the air and the fact that you could look out the window and see a fifty-year-old naked guy making dinner but it wasn't me. I'm pretty sure I walked in to see Jodi peeping out the blinds and Tony actually yelling 'Steak Man, Whoooo!' out the open window. Anyway Steak Man was a bit overweight, steak isn't exactly slimming I guess, so none of us ever really got a good look at the goods but we all got a pretty good eye full none-the-less.

As time passed Steak Man became more of a fixture than anything else and it was reported that not only did he enjoy cooking steak naked but eating steak, preparing steak, watching football on TV, reading the paper, talking on the phone and paying bills naked. But my all time personal favorite Steak Man activity was the evening he played the board game Payday with three other friends who were fully clothed, naked.