These days the difference is blurred. Opera is the one with the folks in funny costumes emoting grandly...wait, that's football. Never mind.
The steak is actually cooked to perfection. I didn't really call the fire department. The grill...well, the dents give it character. But I'm never gonna do it that way again.
The problem, I think, is alcohol. Not enough.
In opera, the buxom lady sings. In football, the buxom ladies lead cheers.
So....I have served the the “rinsed” steak before but names have been changed to protect the afflicted.
I have decided you two are the Abbot & Costello of FR. Prof being the staight guy & Bill...being Bill...:)