Where meat comes from

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I can remember my mother going to the farmers market on Saturday and buying a live chicken for Sunday dinner.

She would lay it over the chopping block and dispatch it with one fell swoop of the hatchet.

Next came the pot of boiling water, man I can still smell those hot wet feathers, then came the rolled up newspaper torch to burn of the "hairs".

Then the fun really began with the dressing, zipped it open ,out comes the giblets, cut open the gizzard take out the gravel peel of the lining, save the heart and liver.

Then the part I always liked , cutting off the feet!
You could take the pliers she used for pulling out the new or pin feathers in the wing, and use them to pull the exposed tendons on the feet .

That would make the toes on the feet clench and I would chase the neighbors daughter around the yard , 'till mom had enough of it and whopped me on the back of my head.

I think of the married women out there that have no idea how to cook chicken let alone dress one out.

If they do know how to fry one up, they buy it already cut up and haven't the foggiest notion on how to cut it up into the normal peices.

Could you see them butchering a hog or rendering lard and such?
 
wankerjake said:
In my opinion, EVERYONE who eats meat should at least see an animal killed and butchered. THis should help them decide where they stand on the ethics of eating animals.If they disagree with the killing of animals then they should not eat meat at all. I have absolutely no problem with that

Honestly, that doesn't really say it all.

The house they live in, the vegetables they eat and so on are taking away animal habitat. So whether they eat meat or not, they are responsible for "killing" animals. Urbania just didn't spring into existence....

Kill or be killed... What else can you say?
 
I thought the Meat Stork delivers it to the grocery store - this species is a cousin to the Baby-Delivery Stork.


I think of the married women out there that have no idea how to cook chicken let alone dress one out.


Yep - I think the vast majority of today's women and young girls are not being taught the first thing about cooking in general (at least not the '2nd thing'), let alone how to dress out wild game meat. It's sad - looking for a South American or Asian bride here - they can COOK, now! :)
 
My father used to sell packaging. He tells of where they were making hot dogs and this huge, burly guy was mixing a huge bowl of stuff that goes into hot dogs and it was extremely hot in there.

Underarms perspiring and running down the guy's arms and all the sweat and underarm persperation was running down the big spatula and into the new HOT DOG MIXTURE! :barf:
 
Hunting = all natural, organic food

The tofu/vegan crowd thought they were first with "organic."
 
Every mammal (at least all that I can think of ) that have eyes in the front of their head and "pointed" teeth, naturally eat meat.I think it's a shame that more of "us",(humans)don't have to actually"make it happen" to enjoy the best food on the planet.
 
Many people, especially women(not trying to be sexist, just factual) are reactionry and operate on emotions, not facts. It's much more comfortable than actually thinking and making reality based decisions. I am guilty of being reactionary on some issues as well. Won't go into what those are.:evil:
 
Great, now only the wimmin cook and asian wimmen cook pets. Love the stereotype. My wife, a great holiday baker, once tried to kill a pot boiling water. The marks from the blackened very hard boiled eggs are still there 12 years later. She doesn't like to cook but can manage if given a recipe. I was in the kitchen since I could walk, love to cook, do it every day. How many men on here could take a chicken from squawk to fry? I think a more fair assessment is that all of us in the modern world aren't quite as slick at taking care of ourselves as we could be.
 
I like to cook and am a good one. If my wife cooked, that would deprive me of something that I very much enjoy doing and happen to be good at. So, I am kind of glad she can't cook... Well, she can now because I have taught her.

My $0.02. Now, if I can only figure out a way to make the 1950's again, but this time women work and we guys get to play bridge and hunt and clean and cook... That would be paradise. ;)
 
I once sold chicks to a farmer that kept coming in month after month, buying more chicks, so I commented on the fact that he must have quite an operation raising chickens.

He replied, "Well, it's not really going so well. I'm either planting them too deep or too close together."
 
Two spinster sisters go into the greasy spoon diner and order hamburgers from the hash slinger behind the counter.

He walks to the grill, lifts off the cover to the ground meat and grabs a handfull of mystery meat places it his arm pit and presses out a burger.

One sister says to the other ; my isn't that unsanitary!?

A regular customer sitting on the stool next to the other sister replys; you ought ta see the way he put holes in the doughnuts!:barf:
 
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