***WARNING: Vegetarians, as much as I love, accept and appreciate you all, this post will in all probability revolt you. Viewer discretion is advised. Read on if you are the curious sort, but just remember…you’ll dream about steak tartar…
I’ll do something a little different here. I’ll post my questions first, and then you can read my rather long commentary. My questions to you, oh omnivorous dopers are,
- Given the circumstances, Is MrseNiGma just being paranoid, or am I really still taking a health risk?
- Are there others who, like me, enjoy hamburger in all it’s mushy rawness as I do???
And now;
Thanks to spogga’s sammich thread, this morning I started thinking about food again only minutes after dining on a healthy bowl of peaches and cream oatmeal. I got to thinking, “what would I really like to eat right now? Besides having my favorite sammich, what I really want is, well, steak tartar.” Lightly seasoned, slippery egg yolk and the herbed, savory ground beef in all of its juicy, raw, slimey, glorious splendor.
But it doesn’t stop there. I must admit, I like raw hamburger, period. No, I really like raw hamburger. Don’t even season it, I’ll eat it right out the package like ice cream. The smell of it twinges my nose and makes me salivate and want to watch ‘Altered States’ again. The feel of it squishing between my fingers as I’m making patties. Forget the barbecue; nothing would make me happier than having those raw, sloppy, cakes of goo sludged betwixt my buns with all the fixins’. That would hamburger buns…
Enter MrseNiGma; she won’t hear of it…sniff. So I try to sneak it when she’s not looking. The “Hey look it’s a moose!” diversion no longer has the results it used to. I’m reduced to outright brazen attacks on the skillet, or secretly nawing on a frozen ‘meat-cube’. We’ll have mexican food at least once a week and when the ground beef starts to simmer, she stands at the ready, the ever viligilant ‘meat guardian’. With spatula in one hand and fork in the other, she’s ready to poke and spatch my hand as I am inevitably drawn to that delicious, juicy mush. Like a bloodhound, I smell it and come running.
The mock battle is cutesy, I end up getting a snippet, she laughs and I don’t really get hurt. But deep inside, she would really rather me not eat it at all. Ever. She’s afraid I’ll catch a disease. But, I.can’t.help.myself.
Come to think of it, I like Lox and all types of sushi and sushimi too. Hmmm…maybe it just a ‘raw’ fetish… :dubious:
Anyway, before we start talking about Mad Cow (Bovine Spongiform Encephalopathy), hamburger disease (Haemorrhagic
Colitis) and other e-coli related ailments, here’s the facts: we raise our own beef, have it butchered by a private, professional butcher, there is very little fat that is put into the hamburger (You couldn’t buy it this lean in a supermarket I don’t think), and he is meticulous about cleanliness with his grinders and tools. Meat grinding takes place quickly and the meat is immediately quick frozen.
Given these facts, the little lady still isn’t convinced. Even though she knows that BSE isn’t in the actual meat of the cow, and that e-coli happens from dirty grinders etc. There’s no love lost between us at all, and I know I’m having fun here, but I really am curious what others may think about the health side, and whether there are others that like it too.