I’d hate to tell you how many times my hubby has pulled me aside to teach me the different parts or cuts of meat. Tenderloin, round, cutlet, sirloin, frankly it is all greek to me. At the dinner table, at the grocery store, he has pointed, explained, and clarified the why, the when, and the wherefore of each cut and how it might best be served. I’ve listened attentively and patiently only to need his guidance the next week when preparing the day’s meal.
Now, it never occurred to me to ask him for a visual knowing perfectly well how that would solidify this information for me. NOW, after seeing this, I will never need his help, again.
2 responses to “Cuts of Me(at)”
How did I know you would post this!?!lol The only cut that is missing is for blankets…I guess that would be the whole sheep!
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Ha ha! It so resonated with me because the story I tell here is so very true!
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