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