Thursday, March 09, 2006

You know, it's a thing

My spouse agreed sweetly and without murmur to go to the butcher for me today. He has the car after all and the really- good butcher is a rather long way to bike and in the entirely wrong direction. The just-good butcher is much closer. So I asked him to go and just get meat for a week, whatever he would like. But no liver unless he wants to cook it, I don't do guts.

That was nice. And when your spouse agrees sweetly to do something for you, you really should not complain, first because it is ungracious and not nice and second because if you do he will never do anything for you again because "I never do it well enough for you,". Got that.

But y'all. I have only one thing to say about this.

Horse?

He brought me a horse roast?

What the hell am I supposed to do with a horse roast?

Is this some kind of byzantine payback for my refusal to cook guts? Or do you think he really just wants to eat Mr. Ed?

9 comments:

Anonymous said...

And just when I was beginning to think The Netherlands wasn't really a third world country!! Truly barbaric! Since when does anyone eat the likes of Black Beauty..that horse was all heart.. or Seabisquit..a true underdog who won out over many adversities. What I would do with the roast is NEVER cook it and let my dearly beloved know I have never cooked horse and it is too late in my life to even want to learn.

Well you got my two cents worth....

Anonymous said...

And just when I was beginning to think The Netherlands wasn't really a third world country!! Truly barbaric! Since when does anyone eat the likes of Black Beauty..that horse was all heart.. or Seabisquit..a true underdog who won out over many adversities. What I would do with the roast is NEVER cook it and let my dearly beloved know I have never cooked horse and it is too late in my life to even want to learn.

Well you got my two cents worth....

Anonymous said...

And just when I was beginning to think The Netherlands wasn't really a third world country!! Truly barbaric! Since when does anyone eat the likes of Black Beauty..that horse was all heart.. or Seabisquit..a true underdog who won out over many adversities. What I would do with the roast is NEVER cook it and let my dearly beloved know I have never cooked horse and it is too late in my life to even want to learn.

Well you got my two cents worth....

Anonymous said...

And just when I was beginning to think The Netherlands wasn't really a third world country!! Truly barbaric! Since when does anyone eat the likes of Black Beauty..that horse was all heart.. or Seabisquit..a true underdog who won out over many adversities. What I would do with the roast is NEVER cook it and let my dearly beloved know I have never cooked horse and it is too late in my life to even want to learn.

Well you got my two cents worth....

Anonymous said...

And just when I was beginning to think The Netherlands wasn't really a third world country!! Truly barbaric! Since when does anyone eat the likes of Black Beauty..that horse was all heart.. or Seabisquit..a true underdog who won out over many adversities. What I would do with the roast is NEVER cook it and let my dearly beloved know I have never cooked horse and it is too late in my life to even want to learn.

Well you got my two cents worth....

Anonymous said...

And just when I was beginning to think The Netherlands wasn't really a third world country!! Truly barbaric! Since when does anyone eat the likes of Black Beauty..that horse was all heart.. or Seabisquit..a true underdog who won out over many adversities. What I would do with the roast is NEVER cook it and let my dearly beloved know I have never cooked horse and it is too late in my life to even want to learn.

Well you got my two cents worth....

Anonymous said...

Sorry about the repetition..I got so unhinged by what I read I hit the wrong button.
Mom

Jeannine said...

Mom, you just crack me up.

I have indeed contemplated the "bury it in the freezer" option.

On the other hand, I have to be fair, is it really more repugnant to eat Trigger than it is to eat Bambi? Morally speaking I mean, you know, I've been a carnivore a long time. Though never an equivore, at least not yet.

Anonymous said...

Well, the critter next door seems to be a "beeffallo" so I wonder where it falls in the linage of our food chain. Other than the Donner Party early in their situation, horse is generally sent to the dog food plant. Of course, many cultures use dogs as a normal protein source. Cats are too hard to catch, I think. Cow is sacred in India or some such notion.

It is all what you are used to I think.

Dad