As a child, I often went grocery shopping with my mother. That included a trip inside the local butcher shop. Mother never would by the ground beef. She said it contained cow meat, and would buy a few lbs of USDA-certified steer round steak and have that ground. In that day, it cost her $0.02 more per lb, but the resulting cooked meal was well worth the extra cost.
[sigh] Sadly, the days of the local butcher shop nearly are done. In the whole Twin Cities (MN) Metro, I know only one that still does custom cutting to order. It is waaay out on the NW periphery, about 30 miles from us, in Rogers.
I have vivid memories of that shop from my childhood, the sights, the fresh-cut meats and seafood smells, the meticulously-cleaned wooden floor, covered with wood shavings, and the superb cutting skills and friendliness of the three butchers who ran the place.
“Hello, Misses, young man! We just were asking each other this morning if you’d be in today. I have three thick slices of today’s beef liver set aside for you, well drained and cleaned, ready for the pan … or would you rather have the usual 1.5 lb beef roast? That cut is perfectly aged in the fridge! OH! I saved 6 large chunks of leg bones for your pups, too, with lots of meat still on them. They’re complimentary, of course!”
That greeting recitation ALWAYS was accompanied by a wide smile and dancing eyes, regardless of which man helped us. And it was an honest smile, one of sheer friendliness and interest, not a ‘used-car-salesman’ pitch smile. Mother had done business there on nearly a daily basis for more than 10 years. They knew her and all her 7 family members. And she knew all of them and their families. If one of those tradesmen let slip that there was illness or injury, she would show up at the afflicted person’s home that evening or at lunch the next day with a meal for everyone. They knew that from agreement before we left.
GaloisField about 1 year ago
All Cows Eat Grass… & Every Good Boy Deserves Favour.
MS72 about 1 year ago
And don’t forget to get the manure spreader ready!
derdave969 about 1 year ago
Well he can’t be a very strict vegan wearing those supple Italian leather driving moccasins!
markkahler52 about 1 year ago
Thus always to Vegans
Zebrastripes about 1 year ago
This throws a kink in the menu….what to do, what to do!
Is like a melody Premium Member about 1 year ago
There’s nothing as frustrating as having vegans at your barbecue!
SrTechWriter about 1 year ago
Wait a bit. No. He’s not a ‘cow’. WRONG GENDER!
But he might be full of bull … or trying to steer us wrong.
SrTechWriter about 1 year ago
As a child, I often went grocery shopping with my mother. That included a trip inside the local butcher shop. Mother never would by the ground beef. She said it contained cow meat, and would buy a few lbs of USDA-certified steer round steak and have that ground. In that day, it cost her $0.02 more per lb, but the resulting cooked meal was well worth the extra cost.
[sigh] Sadly, the days of the local butcher shop nearly are done. In the whole Twin Cities (MN) Metro, I know only one that still does custom cutting to order. It is waaay out on the NW periphery, about 30 miles from us, in Rogers.
I have vivid memories of that shop from my childhood, the sights, the fresh-cut meats and seafood smells, the meticulously-cleaned wooden floor, covered with wood shavings, and the superb cutting skills and friendliness of the three butchers who ran the place.
“Hello, Misses, young man! We just were asking each other this morning if you’d be in today. I have three thick slices of today’s beef liver set aside for you, well drained and cleaned, ready for the pan … or would you rather have the usual 1.5 lb beef roast? That cut is perfectly aged in the fridge! OH! I saved 6 large chunks of leg bones for your pups, too, with lots of meat still on them. They’re complimentary, of course!”
That greeting recitation ALWAYS was accompanied by a wide smile and dancing eyes, regardless of which man helped us. And it was an honest smile, one of sheer friendliness and interest, not a ‘used-car-salesman’ pitch smile. Mother had done business there on nearly a daily basis for more than 10 years. They knew her and all her 7 family members. And she knew all of them and their families. If one of those tradesmen let slip that there was illness or injury, she would show up at the afflicted person’s home that evening or at lunch the next day with a meal for everyone. They knew that from agreement before we left.