Friday, December 11, 2009
Big Angus Bull
This is one of the hind legs of a reddish Black Angus bull that was slaughtered last Thursday. He was a big guy -about 1200 pounds hanging (dressed) weight; one ton live weight- who'd been living on the farm for a little over a year. I never thought much of him until this week when I had to cut his carcass up.
Previously, I'd just thought of him as a big, virile but not very handsome bull. But now I think about him a lot. I'm amazed by the size, color and aroma of his muscles and what that all says about how powerful he must have been. Look at the size if those shanks. They are not the biggest I've seen, but they are prodigious.
I am astounded by how much like "roast" beef this smells. That might sound odd but in my experience raw beef (or any meat for that matter) rarely smells anything like it does when it is cooked. This stuff smells so much like cooked meat that I found myself getting hungry while I was working on it yesterday. I cannot remember ever having my appetite piqued by the smell of meat while I was butchering. It's actually a little disconcerting. I hope I'm not turning into a werewolf or some other type of feral carnivorous beast.