I used to work a graveyard shift (2230 to 0700). Since I lived that schedule, it was not unknowned for me to fire up the BBQ and grill a steak at 0800. Since it was my evening, that steak was often accompanied by a beer or stronger. One morning, a couple of Morman "Elders" (young kids on their missionary work) came up to the door. I offered them a beer and steak. They politely declined, I then said, "since it's steak, how 'bout a whiskey?" Didn't go over too well, but my heart was in the right place!