{"id":618,"date":"2010-12-10T22:38:00","date_gmt":"2010-12-11T03:38:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.michellebeachy.com\/blog\/friday-december-10-2010\/"},"modified":"2010-12-10T22:38:00","modified_gmt":"2010-12-11T03:38:00","slug":"friday-december-10-2010","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.michellebeachy.com\/blog\/friday-december-10-2010\/","title":{"rendered":"Friday December 10, 2010"},"content":{"rendered":"

All I’m going to say is that I am SO GLAD that tomorrow is December 11th instead of December 4th.
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Because on December 4th there were two beef cut up in our basement. I’m not going to say butchered since the men did the deadly and dirty work the Saturday prior and hung them in the cooler. <\/p>\n

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I am the girl who doesn’t like to cut up chicken in my kitchen sink. I am the girl who would happily be banished from the kitchen forever. I am married to the man who would like to raise pigs and Angus cows and chickens and create a self-sustaining farm. We are a match made in heaven, can’t you tell? <\/p>\n

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We butchered our first batch of chickens when Liam was four weeks old. Durlin and David did the very bad work, Emily gutted them, and I cleaned. I was fine until Emily got behind and I stuck my hand in a still warm chicken. And I screamed. Give it to me very cold and very dead and I can disassociate. Warm and squishy? Not on my watch.<\/p>\n

I was sure I’d need emotional therapy til we got done with the beef. I mean, chickens are at least little. Beef, yikes. But again, it wasn’t as bad as I thought. For one thing, the meat was very cold. And it had been hanging for a week so it wasn’t messy anymore. But let’s just say it was a good thing I had the job of making hamburger as opposed to cutting chunks of meat off the bone. I’m not going to lie. I am a sissy. Give me frogs in the lab any day over butchering. At least they don’t smell like animal. <\/p>\n

Because I have a dreadful time finding MSG free beef broth for Liam, we kept some of the bones and I cooked my own beef broth on Tuesday. Or, I guess I should say, “we.” David put the bones in the roasters and added water. I dumped in some onions and celery and later some seasonings and in general tried very hard not to think about the smell in my kitchen. When David got home I told him I felt like I was living back in the pioneer days. Seriously. He helped me scoop some of the fat off the top and looked at me, way too dead serious, “Do you want to render this for anything?”<\/p>\n

We both howled with laughter. I’d like to say I will never, ever butcher pork. But three years ago I’d have told you I will never, ever butcher chicken and look what happened. I don’t think I’m quite willing to take that risk.<\/p>\n

I’ll just say I am SO GLAD tomorrow is December 11th. <\/p>\n

Tomorrow I get to be girly and scrapbook with friends from church. Now that’s my kind of Saturday.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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