It Don’t Come Easy
This picture is the story of my life let me tell you – I spend a part of each day looking at cows asses. The thaw has arrived and all the work that goes with that. We didn’t have too much snow, but it was the half-inch of ice that brought some grief. Mostly in the way of broken limbs on trees (none on us – thanks Yaktrax!) and maybe some Populus buds for salve.
Trying to find some time to write a coherent post about winter water, but not finding the words with all that outside work calling me. So I’ll leave you with a frugal cooking tip. We’re having beef stew tonight, with beef of course, and home canned tomatoes, green beans, summer squash, dehydrated chanterelles, onions and garlic from dry storage and carrots, rutabagas and parsnips from the garden “root cellar.” Even though we have a freezer full of meats, that don’t come easy. There’s a lot of work involved getting that beef in my freezer. So I stretch it, not for some idea of a meatless meal or day of the week, but because there is a whole lot of living involved in that little package of stew meat I’m stretching today. My family’s living, the steer’s living, and the farm’s living. Whole foods at their best. Grown and consumed where they started. It’s pretty special. Maybe I am stretching the memories of all that, or maybe not.
It’s pretty simple really and a real budget saver. I simply brown the meat as you do for many dishes, and I reserve half for the next day’s stew. No one misses it, out of sight, out of mind. And you know how it goes, a lot of the meat gets fished out the first serving leaving scant portions for the next day.