Growing up in in the early '60's, I remember going with my father to pick up the side of beef the local butcher would "hang" for him for a month or more. At the time, my 6 year old mind had no idea what “hanging" meat meant, but I do remember that steak was truly delicious.
As I grew up, meat became less and less interesting. Tofu and hummus seeming to provide more complexity of flavor than a poorly cooked chunk of red meat. However, one day about eight years ago, a...
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