MEAT IN THE MODERN WORLD
Or maybe I should call this post: MEAT BECAUSE OF THE MODERN WORLD.
Meet my meat:
They’re fine (Scottish) Highland cattle, big shaggy things.
They do well in pastures here in the Far North, and their owners let them graze on grass during their whole lives. Even when it’s time for their lives to end, they are not “force fed” vitamin and chemical laden grains to add marbling (streaks of fat) to their muscles in their last six weeks, which is what happens to a lot of “grass-fed” cows.
I know their owners personally. I don’t mean they’re “friends of mine,” but I have come to know them, talk to them, and respect the way they handle their herd and the way they handle the meat and bring it to market.
(From an informative flyer):
They’ve patiently answered all my questions and taught me a lot about what makes good meat.
I’m a meat-eater. It’s in my genes. My gene pool has been traced back 11,000 years (if you can trust the gene-tracing company) — and my family certainly came from a protein oriented culture (deep cold-water fish like herring and haddock and cod; eels, trout, salmon, fish eggs, seals, walrus, and the occasionally bear and reindeer. )
So I’ve always taken meat for granted.
Until I learned how “modern” industrial cattle factories have corrupted the meat supply and turned “meat” into something unwholesome – and not really very tasty, either, compared to these:
It’s more expensive to buy a cut of real meat. I know that. But you can really get away with eating less. You’re satisfied with a smaller piece that is very tasty and full of nutrition.
I know this modern world and all its broken promises. You have to pay more, sometimes much more, just to keep even with the quality of the past. That’s the challenge.
It’s “quality of life.” Sometimes we just have to slow down and pay attention to the Quality of our lives.
We actually honor our Creator when we take care of the body He has created for us. And so . . . food is a moral issue.