Because I grew up on a farm and my Dad raised cattle, beef was ‘what’s for dinner’ ninety-nine percent of the time. Each year he’d pick out one cow from the lot of newborn calves and that would be the unfortunate one who would be eventually slaughtered.
It was probably the best of beef although at the time I certainly didn’t appreciate it. I detested beef, especially ground beef.
My Gramma raised chickens and shared with us, so again, that meat was sourced from her. We were lucky I guess, to be eating our own meat. Mom would buy pork the odd time but Dad always said how he had to take it easy on pork as it bothered his stomach.
Dad caught fish in the river usually all winter long and so we ate fish now and then too.
When I left home I swore I would never eat ground beef again as long as I lived. I stuck to it for many years.
When I started my own family, I made the veggie versions of everything that required ground beef and I still do that today, to some degree.
I’ve come around now to enjoying a really good homemade hamburger on the BBQ if it’s summertime, as long as I made the burger patties myself. I won’t order a burger in a restaurant, like ever. And I won’t eat a burger at someone else’s house.
When I make lasagna for supper, I make a pan of the traditional lasagna but I also make myself a veggie lasagna. If I make a pot of chili for supper I make myself a veggie version that’s more like a chickpea curry.
I do enjoy a roast beef dinner but honestly I could live without. I would miss chicken if I went vegetarian, I’ve always been a chicken lover. I also really enjoy fish. We have a plethora of pickeral right in our backyard so to speak and Clint is a fishing maniac.
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