An unexpected thing has happened since I started this blog. My wife has made friends with a lot of the women who come on the site. At first I thought it was really cool but it has turned out to be a disaster because one the women she has become friends with is Ladybug. Ladybug is very smart and has a degree in microbiology (I think) and for a while she was a cheese inspector. Well Ladybug has taken it upon herself to teach my wife about all things cheese as well as other food. Now all of a sudden the things I love like Velveeta and Cheese Wiz have been removed from my house and replaced with actual cheese.
She has also convinced my wife to paint the house purple and buy a purple blanket for our bed. This sucks.
To make matters worse Ladybug is one of those annoying types who is into organic food and has convinced my wife that we should eat this way as well. I don’t want to do this I like the taste of chemicals and preservatives and all the other stuff they put in our food. I don’t care about being healthy. Anyway this new friendship led to a conversation I never in a million years thought I would have. I was in my office the other day and Lexie walked in:
Her: Do you want to buy 33% of a cow?
Me: Huh?
Her: We are going to start eating organic meat and I found a place where you can buy part of a cow and when he is grown they kill him and give you part of the meat.
Me: Did you seriously just ask me if I want to buy part of a cow?
Her: Yes.
Me: First cows are females and I don’t think they slaughter them, they use them for milk. What kind of fucking farmer is this that he kills his cows?
Her: Maybe it’s the male equivalent then I don’t know do you want to do it or not?
Me: The male equivalent is a steer I think and I don’t know. What 33% do we get?
Her: Huh?
Me: 33% could be anything. They could kill the steer and send us his head and legs and dick.
Her: You’re an idiot they aren’t going to do that.
Me: How do you know? Ok I’ll do it but only if I can kill it myself and make sure we get the good meat.
Her: (Laughing) I’d like to see that. I’m buying the cow.
Me: It’s not a cow!
Her: Whatever I’m buying the steer.
Me: Can I go over there with a sharpie and outline the 33% I want?
Her: Sure go ahead.
Me: Wait. Why can’t we buy the whole steer so that way we can name him and take the kids to see him?
Her: You’re not funny.
Me: Yes I am.
Her: No you’re not I’m buying the steer.
I am now the proud owner of a steer and 33% of him is named Buster.
So do any of you own 33% of an animal?
33% of 2 hamsters. what does that equal out to?
66% of one hamster
Not much of a meal, that Fluffy
LOL. God I love Ladybug haha. Good luck with the menagerie. I own 100% of my cat but I really don’t want to eat her…
We aren’t having a 3 way with Ladybug Esther, geez.
haha, just be happy she hasn’t gone vegan on you… my daughter suddenly (last year after 22 years as an unabashed carnivore) suddenly won’t even eat eggs or dairy… I feel for her boyfriend who was living with a girl who LOVED pork and now gets to eat lots of grains and vegetables
Yeah that would suck.
Gah! Dairy cows are different feom beef cows. I grew up on a Texas ranch. Buster is beef cattle and could be Buffy. Y’all make me giggle.
Do you mean they do slaughter cows?
The steaks normally come from the boy cows (or steers, as they are called), because they are young at time of, ahem, processing, and much more tender. A female cow will go to slaughter after she has done her duty as a mother. Also, the dairy cows who are not good producers, or for any other reason that a cow might be culled. The older animals will go to less quality cuts, such as hamburger and pot roast
Enough information RM? (will not talk about veal!)
Interesting
Here is to new friends. Look at you getting all healthy and such. I heard organic meet is good for a man’s sex life. This could be a good thing for you “Matador”!!
Really?
I was part of a vegetable coop once. I owned about an 1/8th of a head of broccoli and freaking beets out the wazoo.
Ok that is funny
Dude, just because you salivate over, I mean, like the Dallas Cowboys doesn’t make you a cowboy. The definition of cow and please pay special attention to number 3:
1. The mature female of cattle of the genus Bos.
2. The mature female of other large animals, such as whales, elephants, or moose.
3. A domesticated bovine of either sex or any age.
So since Lexie is only buying 33% of a “cow”, she is allowed to pick 1/3 of the definitions, and therefore she was right all along.
So what do I own? I am confused.
You dont own shit dude. Lexie owns it. And it’s a cow. Mooooo.
Bwahahaha!
Oh RM, you are going to love that 33% cow meat. We get a 25% every yr. It is the best tasting beef youmwill ever have. And you will be askimg yourself why you haven’t done it sooner.
I am the proud parent of 3 parakeets and 2 turtles.
My hubby and I just started a “juicing” diet. I went and spent $65 on fresh fruit and veggies to make our juice. I was very surprized on how good it tastes. We are using ‘lose it’, aprogram that tells you how many calories your allowed per day. What I like about it is you can eat what you want. When you reach your limit you are done for the day. So far we have lost 5 pounds each. We started 2 weeks ago.
My daughter has to eat almost all organic due to her allergies. She gets fresh buffalo and ostrich meat with her organic delivery every week.
Please fix my typos.
Your typos are fine they ad character. So you have done this before granny? I had no idea you could even do this.
Yes. We have friends that we go in on a whole cow.
Home made juice and smoothies are great! Just be careful when using a Vita mixer. Damn things tend to explode.
Great way to sneak in vegetables as well.
Yes, a “steer” is the male equivalent
Although, I honestly don’t know why or HOW you would only purchase 33%… On the surface it sounds kind of shady to me, no shit. “I found a place where you can buy part of a cow and when he is grown they kill him and give you part of the meat” – the Texas girl here has some problems with this statement…
[I'm probably going to overload you with analysis here, so get ready!!!]
Generally, you pay for a steer when they’re young, someone else does the raising, and then when they’re grown you pay to have the meat processed, but you get the WHOLE steer. Granted, this requires multiple freezers (believe me, I know). Perhaps this mythical meet market allows people interested in eating organic to purchase only a percentage of the steer for that very reason – the sheer quantity is overwhelming. Ok.
But your joking about which cuts of meet is kind of important. How do you call dibbs on what cuts you want?
If it were my family and we were getting a steer processed, then we have discretion to say what cuts we want, and what to just grind into hamburger. If you’re purchasing a flat 33%, does that mean that they’re just going to give you a ton of hamburger? All serious questions, when money is on the line
HOWEVER, on the complete other side of the discussion, Lexi really does have a point, when it comes to meat at least. Now, I am the absolute LAST person on the planet to insist upon organic, mainly for the reason that it’s so much more expensive than regular food. But, I have to concede that the proverbial “they” put some friggin ridiculous synthetic growth hormones in beef. It’s all about making them grow faster and turning over money that much sooner.
And RM, this is where it gets crucial – these growth hormones are/are-similar-to estrogen. Didn’t you post an article before about how girls are maturing SO MUCH FASTER these days than decades ago? And not just because they are being sexed up by the media, but girls are literally developing breasts sooner, starting their cycles sooner, etc. It’s all connected…
So, at least in respect to meat, take organic seriously. Grass-fed is even better because it’s not fed all the filler grain and is soooo much leaner.
Katie,
When the cow is ready to be processed, we go to the butcher and decide how we want the meat, steaks, roast, hamburger, etc
But like I said, if you’re only buying a percentage, does that mean that someone could go to the butcher and call all the round steaks?
How does this work?!?! D:
No. They divide the parts equally between the number of people. Ex. Split the cow in half, down the spine, each side is then split, there are only so many steaks and roasts, so you each get the same amount.
I get it that makes sense
Interesting Katie thank you.
Whoa that was beyond informative
…but it also sounded terribly complicated, I think I’d just catch and kill a chicken instead.
LOL!
A steer is a male that has been “fixed” and can no longer be a bull. The bull is the one that goes around and services all the female “hefers” and they are later mamas.
A herd can only have one bull, otherwise they would try to kill each other.
Each spring we would get out herd up in the barn, seperate the boy from the girl calves and castrate the boys.
Later in the year they woul be sold at the feeder calf sale to be fatten for slaughter.
We only raised beef cowes, Angus breed.
Nah, I am totally into preservatives. It’s one of the ways I’m going to live until I’m 100.
LOL I agree
I couldn’t own 33% of a steer and be able to eat. You can end up with the intestine. Yum, yum. To funny. I can’t stand fake cheese like velveeta and cheese wiz good for your wife. Plus, you can’t eat an animal you named, that’s just so wrong. Thanks for the laugh.
Oh Buster will be eaten.
I’m sure you will eat Buster, please don’t post that you ate buster. I don’t know if I could handle it. Don’t get me wrong I do like a good piece of steak, but I don’t name it as I eat it.
Don’t you want to know how he tastes?
I’m not sure. Let me think on it.
I believe it is important that our children understand where our food comes from (how it gets from the hoof/legs to the store) but PLEASE RM do not show your children ‘Buster”, then say that when he grows up you are going to kill him, skin him, and eat him
Your children might never eat meat again if you do that
You are right LG.
When I was around 12 we went to my Aunt’s farm. They had a calf in the front yard, just sitting there on the ground. I stayed by it and petted it all day. Then when we were leaving I found out both front legs were broken and that it was going to slaughter for veal. I cried all the way home. To this day I have a hard time eating veal.
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That is horrible. They didn’t even let you stay for dinner?
Lol.
We had a pig roast and chickens freshly butchered that morning.
Yeah I won’t do that LG.
Maybe the farmer has manged to raise steers like the animals in Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, you know, the kind that actually want to be eaten and after you’ve picked out which parts you like he’ll say “A very wise choice sir, if i may say so. Very good. I’ll just nip off and shoot myself. Don’t worry sir, I’ll be very humane.”
Also a great uncle of mine owned two steers. He would take my mom and her cousins to go visit them and they were named Hamburger 1 and Hamburger 2.
LOL that’s funny.
I read a book once about another planet, where the animals would go to a special meadow when they were ready to die, and allow the humans to take them for food. The humans killed them so they would not suffer.
What book? I think I read it. Old age, can’t remember.
I second that, can we get a title and author?
A work buddy of hubby’s raised a couple of steers and we were supposed to buy 1/4 of one. So far, we’ve gotten a couple pounds of burger meat and a few steaks. I’m not sure what happened to the rest.
During the “raising” part hubby kept asking if I wanted to go “meet” the steers. I said a resounding NO! I prefer my meat to come wrapped in plastic. I knew if I ever saw the steer’s face or even knew its name, I could NEVER eat it. I’m weird that way.
If meat didn’t taste so blasted good I’d totally be a vegetarian.
I can’t live without meat.
We’re carnivores that’s why we can’t live without meat. I think I was a cat in a previous life.
Growing up in Newton, Massachusetts, our mom used to buy most of our meat at a local butcher (Salettes in Needham) a 1/2 cow at a time. We had a huge freezer in the basement and when she’d bring home the “cow” it would be all packaged up and marked “2″ thick rib-eye”, “3lb ground beef”, etc… Then there’d be packages marked “4 lbs thighs”, “3 lbs legs”, “3 lbs wings” and, (being the smart-ass she always purported me to be) I’d ask what part of the cow the latter came from. Apparently, when you bought 1/2 cow, you also got a coop-ful of chickens! Who knew?!
That sounds awesome. Was the meat good?
Grew up on a small working ranch, & we named all our animals. Just the way it was. Totally traumatized our childhood friends though, who got to know the animals, then discovered halfway through the meal that they were eating “Bob”.
LOL. That would be a fun way to fuck with your friends.
Sounds like Ladybug is a good influence on you and your wife. I have to agree with her. Until Kraft specifically states what the “whiz” is, I’m not eating it either. As long as I don’t have to ride along to the slaughter house to watch my investment get turned into the main course at next weeks barbeque, I’m fine with putting up 33%. Oh and I have a dark purple bedspread too.
You’re no help Heidi.
I knew I liked you, Heidi! All of the cool kids have some variation of a purple comforter (I’m going for eggplant).
Eggplant sounds dreamy Ladybug. I just don’t understand RM’s resistance to purple. I don’t think they make a Duvet in Cheesewhiz yellow.
I hate purple and my fucking house is going to be purple.
Ignoring the purple-phobe. I don’t understand his resistance either, Heidi. Eggplant is dreamy and decadent.
Go clean your grout
Selena, I’m pretty sure eggplant doesn’t have balls. I’m a scientist– I know these things.
Sorry– I couldn’t resist
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LOL LadyBug. But you forget, we have an erotic garden, so anything is possible.;)
Eggplant is one of my favorite vegetables. Eggplant balls are so delicious as is stuffed eggplant, or just grilled eggplant. Took a while for my husband to develop a love for it, and now he loves it too.
Purple food is awesome, well, not blueberry juice on the floor. Damn Vita Mixer and I have still not made amends.
LB,
Proved you wrong! Erotic eggplant on the BBL wall.
Excellent idea, buying shares in a steer, if you have the space to store it. Growing up, my parents and grandparents would split one each year so we would have all these anonymous, butcher paper wrapped blobs in our freezer. Also, we would have venison, likewise wrapped and anonymous. and pork, again with the white paper. My father would trade venison for the beef and pork. We didn’t have sharpies then so the grease pencil labels would smear until you would reach in and hope to get what you wanted. The other half of the freezer would be the vegetables-the ones we grew, picked and put up ourselves. The only people who think that’s so wonderful never grew, picked and put up a damn thing. It’s a LOT of work, especially if you are a kid who just wants to play in the hose pipe spray and read all summer.
Easy Cheese, Velveeta? Are you kidding me? Those were luxuries, RM! Only rich people got those. I think we ate a better diet growing up poor in the rural South during the 1950′s than most middle class people do today simply because we could not afford processed foods.
So enjoy your “cow”. It’ll be good and good for you. Just label the packets with a sharpie.
LOL Thanks Lynne I am surprised so many people have done this.
We actually own 100% of a steer. We have a happy bull and a couple of cows. We do the whole process. When a male is born we *fix* him, fatten him up and take him to be butchered. We have steaks, roasts, hamburger meat .. with NO weird stuff fed to him. And you won’t believe how good it tastes. Of course. I NEVER feed him or make eye contact. He has to remain unnamed and just another animal in the field or I could NEVER cook the meat. We have chickens too, but just for eggs.
That sounds pretty cool but if you kill all the males how do the females get pregnant?
You don’t kill the bull. He’s the only one having fun. Although most of the males are castrated and turned into packages of white butcher wrap paper!
There was no need to send me flowers. This was thanks enough. I was happy to help
. Yes, my degree was in microbiology and yes, I made sure the cheese didn’t kill people. As far as I know, I was successful.
I think the cow/steer/moo/whatever is a great idea. I believe this has already been covered, but “Colloquially, the term ‘cow’ is also in reference to the Bos primigenius species of domestic cattle, regardless of age, gender, breed or type.” That tip was free.
And for the record, the damn COMFORTER will be eggplant, not purple, you cretin!
We own 33% + 17% of Babe the pig (I think it is a hog technically) who is getting fatter and fatter by the minute. I just want to make sure I get the half that is bacon.
Wouldn’t that simply be 50%?
Look at you with the calculator! Yes, it’s 50%, but you asked, “So do any of you own 33% of an animal?” The answer is “yes, but I also own another 17% or 33% plus 50% of that over again”.
I’m real good at math.
Just like you’re “real good” at English? And the comforter is going to be purple just like my nipples in the winter. Except the freckled one. I love cottage cheese. Use your little edit button
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Just so y’all know– that last comment was heavily edited. I hate cottage cheese.
I love cheese cake.
I love lamp.
Oh and I know the difference between purple and eggplant. It’s pretty close to the difference between blush and bashful. I bet you can’t even name the movie that is from. I feel I need to take a can of spray paint to the top of the nearest water tower and defend LB’s honor.
I am pretty sure I own at least 33% of my sons cat!
The 33% that requires care I bet.
LMAO We usually go for 1/2 a cow and always make sure it’s grain fed cause I think 100% grass fed makes the meat stringy. And getting healthy is great as long as you aren’t all crazy about it. A 6 year old told me yesterday she wasn’t going trick or treating cause candy is bad for you. I told her yeah, if you eat it all at once. Ration it out and you’ll be fine. What kind of heretics are people raising?!?
I can’t believe how many people do this.
Go, ladybug and Lexie, Go! Eggplant is a lovely color.
I have 100% of a bundle of Terrier terror.
I’m just glad I don’t have to do math. :-p
It’s purple and it sucks
No, it doesn’t. And at least it isn’t a Hello Kitty comforter.
Please don’t eat the terrier
Of course not, LG! We smother with kisses though.
My father-in-law’s name was Buster.
i’m sorry i wouldn’t eat him
My father-in-law is Buster too (just a nickname that stuck, but still)
Well played, Matador, well played. I will concede that point to you, but just know that I will have my revenge.
Which point is that LB
Point as in the current score is
LB 47
RM 1
I don’t think so. Name one of your points
Cheese
I have to point out that everyone agreed with LB on the whole blue/silver issue so she won that point also.
Thank you, Diane. I have 45 more if he needs to hear them.
Diane, I mean this with all due respect. Fuck off.
Please, how many times do I have to tell you? Fuck off, bitch. It’s just much more elegant.
I bet that “fuck off” line really works marvels at the local dinking hole. lol.
Usually it is less expensive to buy beef in bulk like this. And it does taste better. It will be fresher than what you buy in the grocery store, besides being ‘organic’
But it really sucks if your freezer goes out
Did you know that steer testicles are actually a delicacy and better known as Rocky Mountain Oysters? I’ll bet they’re…..chewy.
I actually do have a huge Plum/Eggplant/Purple fuzzy blanket….and it’s not only attractive but warm as well. RM: don’t knock it till you’ve tried it. Purple is a color associated with passion……could incite behavior in that direction.
Yeah I’m not buying it. Purple sucks
Somehow……I knew you wouldn’t buy it. Worth a shot…..
Mr R.M. Tell Lexie is easier to find organic meat and real fresh cheese in here.
I have 2 dogs, my kids think they own them, but they are 100% mine, and don’t plan to eat them.
When I was four, my parents gave me a baby chicken and allowed me to feed it and play with it. It became a big rooster that used to sing pretty early in the morning, so I named it Carusso. One day Carusso desapeared, and Mom and Dad told me they sold it, and used the money to buy me a colorful abacus, which I still had. But, I have been suspicious of chicken soup since then.
OMG, my grammar sucks! (I still have)
LOL aren’t chickens different than roosters
I don’t know, there is no difference in spanish, I guess.
Hens (female) and roosters (male) are both chickens.
Thank you, Connie. So, hen in spanish is Gallina, Rooster is Gallo, and chicken is pollo (or pollito if it’s a baby chicken, male or female)
Grettel, let me say that I’m so sorry for your discomfort with chicken soup but that story made me laugh. Plus I love abaci (when I looked up the plural just to check, I learned that abacuses is also correct). I would trade a chicken for a delicious dinner and an abacus any day of the week
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Well, I’ll be shocked If I discover that I ate my feathered friend, but chicken taste better when it doesn’t come from chicken farm.
Hey, I need an edit button.
My mom bought half of a cow for us when I was 8. Which just goes to show you that whatever you do that seems new, I already did it 26 years ago.
LOL I was wondering if you would comment on this being a vegetarian.
Yeah, but I’m not one of those bra-burning vegetarians.
You are too funny. You should be a writer
Great idea Lexie! I think that’s fantastic. You’ll love the taste of Buster, RM lol
We’re in the country, and are lucky enough to have the room to keep animals. So far we’ve have had few piglets and a couple calves that we’ve raised and had slaughtered. The kids fed them and helped look after them. I loved that I knew where the meat came from and what the animal had eaten
I bet Buster won’t be your last!
We will see if he tastes good or not.
I own half a lamb named Culley (named for a local funeral home). I usually have a rule that we don’t eat critters with names, but since we don’t care for Cully and have never seen her, she has a name. Butchering day is in about two weeks, and we’ve been clearing room in the freezer for a while.
If you buy/own the live animal, and pay for the processing yourself, you can get around a lot of the regulations that were put in place to benefit the agrochemical megacorps.
And yeah, what someone said about estrogen–that’s why half the boys you see have that femme look, and why girls are learning the joys of Tampax at age ten. Soy is a potent phytoestrogen.
That is scary
When I was a kid, I spent one summer feeding up a calf named Speedy. He tasted great.
Awesome.
Hot Builder and I own 7 cows, or we did. We butchered up 2 and people bought % of it It’s the best meat ever, mostly b/c of what they ate and what we didn’t inject into them.
Although we couldn’t call them organic b/c we have treated fence posts. Stupid I think, since they aren’t goats.
We (and I mean him not me) have an organic garden and right now I’m chicken sitting my m-i-l’s 6 hens. It’s insane how much better food tastes the less it’s processed.
Also, the most important organic item we buy is milk. If I could only have one thing be organic, it would be that stuff. Too many growth hormones and other fun things that help send our daughters into puberty faster.
So I say good for Lexie!!!
Wow. I had no idea
Oh and we named our kids named the cows: Hamburger, Steak, Filet, Ribeye, Beef Ribs, Daisy and Bob.
Can you imagine living with LB? I’m trying to figure out why the hell I need a grain mill. WTF is she going to do? Grow wheat in the backyard? I hear that yours has something to do with this.
Yeah that is my wife’s fault. All I can say is I am here for you brother as we try and live with our crazy fucking wives.
I’m reconsidering encouraging MB to comment on this blog. I’m not sure he will receive compensation for that one.
Your “crazy fucking wives” can see this little interaction. You thought we were crazy before….
Shhh…. MB doesn’t know we are switching from white sugar to sucanat. We’ll let that one be a surprise
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what is sucanat?
Ask your wife. She’s the one who told me about it. I’d be willing to bet you’ve been eating it with no idea.
Hoping Mr. Rugged isn’t going to read the comments, but I use sucanat.
I got busted on this blog when he read that I added (just a bit) of tofu to sauce.
In case you’re reading, honey, there’s still sugar in the house. Yes, really.
Also, I might be drunk on martinis (thanks to HB) and sugared up on Krispy Kreme right now. ;P
Martinis and Krispy Kreme! That’s what I call a good Saturday!
LOL I’m not really sure what to say other than congratulations on the acquisition of Buster.
Thanks
You are too funny.
Years ago my sister bought a young bull for the kids to raise. I guess in Texas they do those kinds of things.The kids had fun with hum and he was kind of like a large dog. Of course when it got to big as bulls tend to do . My sister told the kids that he had to go and that they where selling Hot Rod (that’s was his name) for the meat. My neice was upset of course but finally said ok but that they needed to buy a different bulls meat because she was not going to eat Hot Rod! I guess 33% of a steer is better then having the bull in the back yard. That would be way to organic.
The bulls don’t taste good. They need to be castrated first and then wait awhile for the testosterone to leave their body
I’m learning a lot on this blog today. This is like the Science channel
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I agree
It’s really good meat you will be happy promise. I have a 100% of a hedge hog named sonic but I won’t eat him he’s to cute.
Ladybug I been out with the girls drinking pitcher of peach sangria so little buzzed I forgot to say you rock
Thanks, Kelly. Peach sangria sounds awesome. Did you make it yourself?
The fun lady’s I was with did they tasted so good. And some how my glass seemed to never empty. I drink it down turn to talk to someone and it would be filled. They used peach wine, sprite, peach snuaps orange juice and a little peach neactor was so good.
Velveeta! NO!!!! NO!! I refused to believe it. It’s a mad house! A mad house! ::whimpers:: Take your stinking paws off my processed cheese!!!
I love velveeta too. I grew up on that stuff!
I agree Velveeta rules
Crazy people!
Funny about the Velveeta….my Mother informed us that it is a Cheese Spread… not a cheese.. So now everytime we want to make Rotel Dip, we write Cheese Spread on the grocery list!
My daddy had cows when we were growing up. We did not milk them or slaughter them…. we named them funny names and let them have babies…Oh, and we got to ride in the back of the truck and throw hay and cubes to them! Fun memories………
I wish i grew up on a farm
You know if we were Hindus in India you would be talking about a goat and Buster would be watching the Dallas game tomorrow with you on the couch.
Imagining a man in blue spandex and a cape sitting on the couch next to his pet COW Buster watching football makes me smile
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Right now Dallas is up 10 – 7 in the 3rd quarter. If they win and watching the game with Buster brought him luck, they will be eating veggie burgers until after the Super Bowl. You don’t mess with bovine mojo.
30+ years ago my parents would buy 1/2 a cow and a pig. They had friends who owned a farm and if my Dad helped with the “processing” he would be paid in meet, and other delicacies (I can’t spell the french names and the english ones are to descriptive).
It would be something I would consider now.
No I don’t own 33% of anything
but I am a mother of twins!
Love the post, and I am sorry if I influence Lexie in any odd way – but I am not giving her up!
We have a purple comforter and a purple front door. Velveeta and cheez whiz are nasty. I knew I liked LB
We currently have about a 1/4 of a pig left in the deep freeze, about 1/2 of a deer too. When my Dad asks what I want for Christmas I’m telling him a beef bundle. Lexie made a good investment.
All of that being said, I can not know the animal before it’s butchered. I’d never be able to eat it. I am a meat eater, but I like to pretend it was never a living creature before it went into my freezer. My hubbie hunts but I could never do it. I’d yell for the deer to run away. And on that note… I don’t eat venison. All that deer will be eaten by my boys. I just can’t do it, it’s a mental thing with me.
In human color psychology, purple is also associated with royalty and nobility (stemming from classical antiquity when Tyrian purple was only affordable to the elites).
Like orange and silver, purple has no common word that rhymes with it.
Lexie must want you to feel like a King!
Yeah i don’t think that is it
Nurple isn’t a common word?
What about burple? That’s what you do after you eat too much Cheez Wiz
Great one Cris….I like burple!!
My BIL and SIL had a hobby farm and had cattle. Remember, this is cattle country where we are. We bought half a cow and split it with my parents. Great to know exactly where the animal came from. However, when I went out to visit, I insisted they NOT point out the animal we were getting. *shudder* We also got half a pig from another source.
In our area, the best place to get chickens is from the Hutterites. They are communal farmers in the area (kinda like Amish but not so isolated and insular). They grow all their food by hand, using all natural grains. Chickens, geese, ducks, etc. They also preserve and have organic gardens. Great place for preserved veggies, and homemade crafts. They make duvets (that’s a comforter with goose down in it, RM) from the geese they harvest.
And yes, they have purple. We are a part of the monarchy, and purple is a royal colour.
given the lady trouble in your house, do not allow the girls to meet your cow. or you will never get to enjoy that steak!
Yeah you are probably right
LOL! Way to go, Lexie. She’s also going to get you to love Quoina and Spelt.
I have a purple comforter as well, because it’s one of my favorite colors. However, the man-cave has no purple, pink or anything with a flower or polka-dot on it.
In our sitting room, one wall has a Robert Bateman painting on it and the other side has a Trish Romance painting. That’s called compromise. LOL
Just a quick check-in–still writing like a madwoman while trying to move from a big house in the mountains to a smaller house in town, which is making me crazier than usual, but have to share a funny story–first of all, I married a cowboy, so we had our own beef for years and I miss the taste of a really good steak!
But, one time we were guests for dinner at a neighbor’s house, and their daughter–about eight at the time–said grace before the meal. She ended with, “…and God bless Bonnie.”
No idea who Bonnie was. Turned out, they’d raised two cows (and yes, RM, cows–which is generic for heifers, steers, bulls, etc–can be butchered for beef. Where do you think the meat for those McDonald hamburgers comes from? A lot of it is “worn out” milk cows) The heifer was named Bonnie, the cow was Clyde. We were having Bonnie for dinner.
And on that note, it’s back to work. And I’m glad Lexie is getting to be friends with all the women in your life! That’s a really good thing, don’t you think? I mean, how many woman are cool about their husband’s collecting hundreds of new female buddies online? Just sayin…
As always you are correct. Not many women would let their husbands do what I am doing
Lexie trusts us…. She lets us look, but no touching…
Women married to pseudo-alpha-capped-crusader-matadors with baby blue and gray in their costume, have terrific senses of humor.
My Dad raises “beef cattle” & I have to agree that the meat is so much better than you can buy in a store. So when the time comes, I hope you enjoy Buster to the fullest!
I would have to agree with you that Velveeta & Cheez Whiz have their uses…What are your feelings about “Squeeze cheese”? (the cheese in an aerosol can)
But I do have to agree with Lexie on the Eggplant paint (purple is my favorite color) I’m sure it will look amazing!
Cowboys WIN!!!!!!!