This little blog is for my girls. It has replaced the traditional scrap book. I intend to print them each a copy of it someday ~ so our moments today can remain treasured memories tomorrow.
We purchased an 1/8th of a cow. Weird sentence, huh? :) After the butchering took place, we were notified that we had to pick up our beef in Moriarty! So the girls and I had our own little field trip.
Tom is preparing us a T-bone steak as we speak.......
Looks great. When our kids were small (1970s) my parents owned a small country grocery store and my Dad was the butcher. Whenever any meat started looking a little old (still good, but wouldn't sell) he would put it in the freezer. Whenever we came home to visit we would fill up a cooler with all kinds of cuts of meat. It was great.
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Looks great. When our kids were small (1970s) my parents owned a small country grocery store and my Dad was the butcher. Whenever any meat started looking a little old (still good, but wouldn't sell) he would put it in the freezer. Whenever we came home to visit we would fill up a cooler with all kinds of cuts of meat. It was great.
Dan
He made you pick it up?! That turd. :) Hope the meat is yummy.
YOU are NOT Cow #4! You are Friend #1! Have fun eating it! -S
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