“I need my chicken to come in drumstick form or I can’t eat it” fuck you either own the murder or change your diet coward
I went to school to be a butcher, originally. I actually know how to break down a whole beef into primals, then, i can passingly get primals broken down into finish cuts. Ive done that in the past several times. Chickens too, from live to its final nugget form.
I agree fully, if youre going to eat it, you should be able to stomach the task.
Im also a vegetarian, so make of that what you will.
I’ve known omnivores that couldn’t field dress a dear they shot… They took it to a processer.
My wife has never shot a deer in her life, but she’s skinned and butchered a few her dad brought down during hunting season. Genuinely kinda terrifying to watch her work.
She does have a cousin that lives out in Victoria and herds cattle as a big part of her family income. They do the whole job, from bottle feeding the calves to BBQing the brisket.
Sounds like she knows the amount of work that goes into putting a piece of meat on a plate.
While I’m glad they aren’t owned by Tyson. It’s still exploding a living being for capitol. I’m sure they have a great early life I doubt the amount of shear terror they are put through justifies a life worth living.
Where im From, beef is big business. I have several friends who are mulit generation farmers and ranchers. Ive helped birth cows, then helped slaughter and process them when the time has come. My former best friend is still a USDA certified mobile beef processor. I was his assistant when i was going thru school.
It sure as fuck isnt for everyone. I guarantee if everyone could only eat what they processed personally, r/steak would not exist.
Most dudes i know (im from texas, home of the manly man) will do the bare minimum to prevent spoilage, but nothing beyond that. Hell, most of the guys i know go to ‘caged hunts’. with on site processing. It a hunt on a game ranch. game ranches have fences high enough that Nilgai, mule deer, whitetail and the like cannot get over.
You sleep in a lodge, someone makes your breakfast, feeds you, drives you to a blind or stand on their property, and lets you go. Some provide guns and ammunition.
After you shoot Bambi, they take the carcass, dress it, process it, and you get back some steaks and some 2lb chubbs of ground meat. Then you go back to the lodge, brag about what a stud you are, drink tequila, and let someone else cook dinner for you.