I grew up eating meat direct from a local butcher, and if you’re used to the same, you can imagine the shock and horror face I wore when I first cooked ground beef I bought at the local grocery store shortly after moving 550 miles from home.
It didn’t take long for me to start begging frozen packages of meat off my parents, and we’ve done so ever since. Buying in bulk just didn’t make sense for me and Rob. We didn’t eat enough of it to bother, and if we couldn’t get it from my parents, we just pretty much went without.
But now. Now we have three extra eaters in the house, and while you wouldn’t think three tiny toddlers would require that much more food, YOU’RE WRONG.
It’s time for us to buy bulk on our own.
Internet Big Brother, don’t mind me as I exhaust the Web in search of advice on picking out chicken, pork and beef options and cuts. “They have whatever you want,” just isn’t helpful enough for this choosy shopper, and why oh why doesn’t our butcher have a real Web site? Oh, that’s right. They’re old fashioned farmer types, and that’s part of what keeps their shop classically and perfectly delicious.
P.S. Buying bulk meat is going to give me that final punch on my Official Grownup card. Yikes!