Dixie Chicks

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LOL Bama you are talking to one of three survivors of moms technique of aging beef....

When we moved to San diego in 1967... we settled in a little town called Santee. Back then it was out in the middle of NO where. everyone thought we were nutz. The houses here were built as military housing back during Korea. The windows were those glass slats that you had to crank to get fresh air. There was an eensy butcher shop in town... and he had a very small lot in the back with stalls for the next victim... He had drank so much in his life his speech was permanently slurred.

WE had one of those huge chest freezers that would hold a whole cow... Mom and dad bought a full side of beef from him... he called when it was ready and the three of us were scurrying to get all the packages in the house and different cuts sorted out. most were dedicated for freezer out in the garage.

So we packed and packed and loaded the freezers and went about our business that job done. Back then we had a screen door on the back door it was cool for us (having just moved from Las Vegas San Diego was very cool temperature wise) so we left the back door open swung up against the piano... couple of days later mom noticed a slight odor and big green blow flies... Yep there was a grocery bag full of beef behind the door.

All the beef was neatly packaged but you could see them flies with their little Bibs and knives and forks tapping on that paper.... Open Open Open... MOm freaked... Dad came home and laughed.

He opend each package and rinsed the stinky slime off. Porterhouse, 7bone roasts and some stew meat... the meat had a greenish sheen to it... kind of irridescent. He rewrapped with new freezer paper what we werent eating that night .... but stuck it in the refrigerator all had to be eaten within the next few days.

WE didnt have a barbeque or a grill... So he cut slits in the steaks and poked in some garlic slivers then salted and peppered the heck out of the stakes and stuck them in the broiler.... OH MY GAWD they were good.... Best steak I have ever had... He told mom to cook the roast the way she always did... Seared then root vegetables put around it a little broth and cooked on the stove.

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The way Grandpa Dixon used to store hams and beef was to hang the whole side or quarter in the pump house. First he would Salt it down and Pepper it in an even coating.... Then it got wrapped in Cheese cloth and tied with a loop at the top for hanging. There was no refrigeration in the Texas Panhandle for a Sharecropper... The pump house was the coolest darkest place they had. Dad said when they needed meat for dinner his dad would go out and unwrap the moldy cheese cloth from the meat then cut off what was needed for dinner and re-salt and pepper the newly exposed portions and then rewrap it.

Dad had four sisters they all grew up very healthy nutrition wise. Worked the farm in the morning before school and worked it in the evening when they came home... Grandma was known to process about twenty chickens at a time for the farm hands... Part of thier wages was lunch.

I think in Texas they were dry farming Cotton at the time... They got a house to live in and a bit of land to raise their own food or a pig to sell... The kids got one new pair of shoes per year.... just before school started. From money earned by selling a pig.

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