Okay, so this is the steak that makes you feel like you're in a Parisian bistro even if you're wearing sweatpants and there's a toddler screaming in the next room. I first made this when I was trying to impress someone (spoiler: it worked), and now it's my go-to when I want to feel fancy without actually having to be fancy. The smell of that cognac hitting the hot pan? Honestly, it's like a hug from a French chef who doesn't judge your life choices. This is the kind of meal that makes you pause mid-bite and say 'wait, I made this?'
Don't you dare use that cheap cooking cognac from the bottom shelf — it tastes like regret and nail polish remover. Get something you'd actually sip, or at least not gag on. Also, the cream sauce will look like it's breaking halfway through, and you'll panic, but keep whisking and it'll come back together like a bad relationship that suddenly works. Oh, and if your smoke alarm goes off, just open a window and pretend you're adding 'ambiance' to the experience.