Monday, January 23, 2012

This is why I don't like meat

Last week, my husband asked me to buy meat at the store for shabbat.

I got to the store, and found myself staring at mounds of red, packaged things. They all looked the same to me. I tried calling for backup, but alas, there was no answer.

So, for what can only be described as I-must-have-been-out-of-my-bleeping-mind, I bought the one thing that wasn't like the others.

Yes. Tongue. Beef tongue, to be exact. The food that tastes you back.

Having already bought the darn thing, and not being willing to turn around and go stare at more cuts of meat, I figured I better cook it:

Step 1: boil in pot of water with beef bouillon cube, onion, celery, and garlic for ~ 3 hours

Step 2: Carve off all the icky bits while trying my very best not to, you know, touch any of it.

If you  make it this far, you get a nice, semi-normal looking piece of meat to cut up and put on sandwiches, or whatever you do with weird pieces of meat like this.

To be honest, I think it's too weird to even try. But my 4 year old son went nuts. Absolutely crazy, wouldn't stop eating it. Told my husband in a conspiratorial voice "let's tell mommy thank you for making such tasty meat."

And no, we didn't tell him what it was.

If I haven't scared you off yet, see you around next time!

Vegetarianally yours,

-Country Mouse


  1. Never liked that part. Love your writing, though :)

  2. What did the husband say? I seem to remember him loving deli-style tongue as a kid. I would never try it. But I have tried beef tongue tacos in recent years. So yummy! To me it's not so different from brisket. If people like the taste of beef, like real beef, not say filet mingon, which to me is simply tender, not "beefy," they will like tongue.

  3. Oh man you should have tried it...I love tongue..if you have any leftovers you can send it my way!

  4. Wait. How is that a tongue? It's HUGE! Did no one else see how big that thing is? And how scary-looking? Is it 100 tongues pressed together? I am scared.

    This is why I'm a vegetarian...and also why my husband is not getting anything remotely like that unless it's on someone else's table.