Gimme a big ass knife and an animal and I'm going to eat. I may not necessarily remember how to do it as it's been several years since I've helped butcher anything, but I'd do it messily and enjoy the meat when I was done.
And now we know what Ed's using if he ever puts up a personal ad.Edrondol said:I'd do it messily and enjoy the meat when I was done.
Actually, I'd bet that if someone used to a natural environment, who had never so much as been in an office building, were suddenly confronted with a clean room, with all it's pure white surfaces, harsh artificial lighting, oppressive white noise from fans, awkward clothing and other factors, they might just freak out.Necronic said:Its not like if I were to go into a computer manufacturers clean room I would start vomiting everywhere and say "I'm never touching a keyboard again!"
I think it is the gruesome factor and attachment. It is not pretty. I mean you get blood and guts everywhere (well.... mostly blood, but even if you do it right, when you start cleaning out the inside, a wrong cut get stuff squirt all over the place.Lally said:I am with those who say they could do the killing but not the gutting/prep. I didn't grow up in a farm lifestyle, but my dad is a pretty active hunter and I don't have reservations about killing animals for food. But I do hate the feeling of touching raw meat... I barely have the patience to put up with cooking with meat, let alone gutting/cleaning/dressing an animal.
Semi-related story: my boyfriend's family in India (I believe it was his grandfather) figured out that raising a goat and slaughtering it would be cheaper than buying the same amount of goat meat (and they use a lot of it for cooking). So they bought the goat, and raised the goat, and then when it came time to slaughter the goat, they couldn't do it because they became attached to it and treated it like a pet. So they ended up selling it to someone else (how they had the ability to sell it to someone that would kill it and didn't have the ability to kill it themselves I don't quite understand, but that's okay), and buying goat meat from the store.
Potatoes never have a good day. :waah:Denbrought said:I've never eaten any animal I've killed, but I wouldn't have any qualms about slaughtering anything I eat. They exist to sustain me, and I don't puke when I grab the potatoes in the backyard.
My aunt raises a small herd of cattle, but she ends up growing attached to them also. So, she has an agreement with a guy on another farm. When it comes time to slaughter the cattle, she trades cattle with him, so they're not slaughtering their own animals.Lally said:when it came time to slaughter the goat, they couldn't do it because they became attached to it and treated it like a pet. So they ended up selling it to someone else
We did chickens and rabbits when I was younger. Messy, generally not worth the time when one can make McDonald's wages and chicken is cheap (although cheap chicken exists on the back of factory farms, so there's an ethical tradeoff). Plucking chickens is hard, hard work, nevermind the rest of the work needed before one can use the meat. Gut it wrong and you can foul the meat too.Lally said:Semi-related story: my boyfriend's family in India (I believe it was his grandfather) figured out that raising a goat and slaughtering it would be cheaper than buying the same amount of goat meat (and they use a lot of it for cooking). So they bought the goat, and raised the goat, and then when it came time to slaughter the goat, they couldn't do it because they became attached to it and treated it like a pet. So they ended up selling it to someone else (how they had the ability to sell it to someone that would kill it and didn't have the ability to kill it themselves I don't quite understand, but that's okay), and buying goat meat from the store.
Hehehe.Tinwhistler said:My aunt raises a small herd of cattle, but she ends up growing attached to them also. So, she has an agreement with a guy on another farm. When it comes time to slaughter the cattle, she trades cattle with him, so they're not slaughtering their own animals.Lally said:when it came time to slaughter the goat, they couldn't do it because they became attached to it and treated it like a pet. So they ended up selling it to someone else
I thought it was kind of weird, too.
See, when I join the culinary world, I pray for days like that to happen. I'd serve and cook covered in the blood with a gleeful smile.Cajungal said:This reminds me of a story from culinary school.
One thing that all of my professors had in common is that they hate when food is wasted... ESPECIALLY my Meat Fab. teacher.
At his old restaurant, some of his cooks allowed several pounds of rabbit meat to go bad. So the next time he placed an order for rabbit, he bought them live and instructed them on how to slaughter the animals. Apparently they scream horribly. They never did that again.
He must not have instructed them on how to knock them out before bleeding them. Wouldn't be surprised if that was on purpose...Cajungal said:This reminds me of a story from culinary school.
One thing that all of my professors had in common is that they hate when food is wasted... ESPECIALLY my Meat Fab. teacher.
At his old restaurant, some of his cooks allowed several pounds of rabbit meat to go bad. So the next time he placed an order for rabbit, he bought them live and instructed them on how to slaughter the animals. Apparently they scream horribly. They never did that again.
*Pictures Shego serving a customer some rabbit while in an apron covered in smeared blood*Shegokigo said:See, when I join the culinary world, I pray for days like that to happen. I'd serve and cook covered in the blood with a gleeful smile.Cajungal said:This reminds me of a story from culinary school.
One thing that all of my professors had in common is that they hate when food is wasted... ESPECIALLY my Meat Fab. teacher.
At his old restaurant, some of his cooks allowed several pounds of rabbit meat to go bad. So the next time he placed an order for rabbit, he bought them live and instructed them on how to slaughter the animals. Apparently they scream horribly. They never did that again.
Oh, I'm SURE it was. He was a cheeky son of a bitch. I miss him.stienman said:He must not have instructed them on how to knock them out before bleeding them. Wouldn't be surprised if that was on purpose...Cajungal said:This reminds me of a story from culinary school.
One thing that all of my professors had in common is that they hate when food is wasted... ESPECIALLY my Meat Fab. teacher.
At his old restaurant, some of his cooks allowed several pounds of rabbit meat to go bad. So the next time he placed an order for rabbit, he bought them live and instructed them on how to slaughter the animals. Apparently they scream horribly. They never did that again.
-Adam
http://www.cumberlandbooks.com/index.ph ... ucts_id=26stienman said:Plucking chickens is hard, hard work
Wow. What are those black spikey bits? I'm surprised that the thing doesn't damage the bird.Tinwhistler said:http://www.cumberlandbooks.com/index.ph ... ucts_id=26stienman said:Plucking chickens is hard, hard work
use that book and make one of these (warning for the squeamish, video shows turkey being plucked..only takes about a minute)
[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WNZfRcd7DD8:35vp0iz9][/youtube:35vp0iz9]
Softish rubber fingers that catch and pull out the feathers as the bird spins around.Rob King said:Wow. What are those black spikey bits? I'm surprised that the thing doesn't damage the bird.
that is pretty cool. beats pulling it by hand (of course you HAVE to make sure the bird is dead before putting into that or the meat will be tainted)Tinwhistler said:Softish rubber fingers that catch and pull out the feathers as the bird spins around.Rob King said:Wow. What are those black spikey bits? I'm surprised that the thing doesn't damage the bird.
Admit it, you just want your own hakapik:Rob King said:Also, since I live in the province of Canada where most of it is done, I've been a bit curious as to what one has to do to go out sealing when the season comes around. If an opportunity like that ever came my way, I would snap it up in an instant. Not for any malice, or blood lust. Just for the experience.
Is it bad that the first time I saw one, my first thought was how I would implement it into a D&D campaign?stienman said:Admit it, you just want your own hakapik:Rob King said:Also, since I live in the province of Canada where most of it is done, I've been a bit curious as to what one has to do to go out sealing when the season comes around. If an opportunity like that ever came my way, I would snap it up in an instant. Not for any malice, or blood lust. Just for the experience.
-Adam
Is it bad that the first time I saw one, my first thought was how I would implement it into a D&D campaign?[/quote:u03jkvdx]Rob King said:Admit it, you just want your own hakapik:stienman said:[quote="Rob King":u03jkvdx]Also, since I live in the province of Canada where most of it is done, I've been a bit curious as to what one has to do to go out sealing when the season comes around. If an opportunity like that ever came my way, I would snap it up in an instant. Not for any malice, or blood lust. Just for the experience.
-Adam
Cajungal said:I just slaughtered a family of pancake people. Their eyes said why. And I said, "BECAUSE YOU'RE DELICIOUS!"
http://thefucksociety.com/animation/pw_donuts.swfCajungal said:I just slaughtered a family of pancake people. Their eyes said why. And I said, \"BECAUSE YOU'RE DELICIOUS!\"
That was frightening.Tinwhistler said:http://thefucksociety.com/animation/pw_donuts.swfCajungal said:I just slaughtered a family of pancake people. Their eyes said why. And I said, \"BECAUSE YOU'RE DELICIOUS!\"
SFW, even if the link appears otherwise.