Friday, July 18, 2003

The Story of Meats

There is an old medical or psychological or holistic theory that you are what you eat, that you take on the qualities of what you eat, that you become what you eat. I proscribe to this idea wholeheartedly.
I hate chicken. Chickens are mean (they peck at you) and they are cannibals (no joke.) and when you take chicken out of the package it is slimy. Yuck! Put on plastic gloves! Then top it off with the potential salmonella problem. Chickens are all diseased up because they are raised in brooder batteries where they barely have room to turn around. (That's capitalism at it's finest.) Forget free-range chicken. Still slimy. So if you eat chicken you are basically eating poison meat. Don't do it!
Now the pig, the plump pink grunter, gives us tasty meats…ham, pork roast and BACON! Yum! The taste comes from fat. You can't eat a lot of pork all of the time or you will end up like a pig big and growing bigger. They live in mud (which is okay because I garden, so I do too.) because they don't have sweat glands and they need to keep cool. In fact I once heard that a pig can become so fat that his eyes close. I think pigs might be cannibals too. (Did you ever see "Motel Hell?") Still eat pig just do it only occasionally and don't worry about trichinosis. My friend contracted this now-rare disease (parasites get into your muscles) and it only took a number of years to recover from. Just ALWAYS cook pork well-done.
Lamb is great, but if you aren't Mediterranean don't mess with it. You might end up buying mutton and that stinks horribly and tastes worse. Eat lamb out.
A steer gets to wander aimlessly over thousands of acres grazing away, drinking from those little well things, and wandering some more. For his whole life really, until he is put on a semi and taken to the slaughterhouse. He has a great life.
I love road trips and wandering too so I think I match up with a steer. Give me beef. Yummy! Oh and give me dairy from the cows. I love cheese too! Beef and cheese. Cheese and beef. What more could you want?