Roasted Bison Marrow Bones from the Fort, Golden CO restaurant:
Known as “Prairie Butter” to the early pioneers, this delicacy was
Julia Child’s favorite! Served in the bone with crostini.(allow extra time)
I just heard about this place and this dish. My wife immediately started drooling and planning a trip. Bone marrow hot pot restaurants are *extremely *popular in China.
I buy beef bones from my local butcher for making stock (£1.50 for a bag full, or free if you buy anything else off him). He has a big box of them kept aside under the counter.
I just watched a TEDTalk yesterday by a lady named Christien Meindertsma. She spoke on the subject of how all the parts of a pig are used. Here’s the link: http://www.ted.com/talks/christien_meindertsma_on_pig_05049.html. It’s quite interesting to see how pig parts are used. Bone china is in there, gelatin is in there. Bullets are in there, as well!
“I buy beef bones from my local butcher for making stock… He has a big box of them kept aside under the counter”
Would you buy and eat other meat that he kept in a box under the counter?
Don’t they say they use very part except for the scream?
Yes. He’s a butcher, knowledgeable about butchery and food safety. I assume we are talking about a refrigerated area under the counter.
From time to time, we’ll pick up boxes of bones from a local butcher to give to our dog.
"I assume we are talking about a refrigerated area under the counter. "
Why? Is that a normal implication of “under the counter”? Haing been in butcher shops, refrigerators and counters are usually two (or more) different things.
I suppose I could say “I keep my fresh meats beside my kitchen counter.” and people could assume I have a refrigerator in that location.
Hides…Leather is used extensively in clothing, horse tack, baseball gloves, car seats, etc. They get sold to leather tanners for much more than they would get from a gelatin making place.
Because butchers are in the business of supplying food grade products, safe for human consumption. It is generally considered bad for business if your products make your customers sick.
I went searching for a real butcher a couple months ago, on a quest to find bones for my dog. There’s several meat markets around town, but apparently, the meat comes in pre-butchered and all they do is package it up. I could not find one meat seller in my fair city that is an actual butcher and from whom I could obtain bones for the pupster.
I had to resort to buying soup bones from the grocery store, which is terribly overpriced given what I’m paying for 5-6 bone chunks (about $3).
Note: I keep them in the freezer and toss the dog a bone-cicle every now and then. She stares at it impatiently until it thaws out a bit and then, well, she’s a dog with a bone and I get an hour or so of peace and quiet. Except for the chomping and slurping noises. I’m okay with that though.
Sometimes they would Put The Bone In.
Yeah, I’m actually surprised (and jealous) that folks can get bones for free. If there’s a place like this in Chicago, I’d like to know, but typically beef bones are around $0.79 to $0.99 a pound.
We (collectively) have always used every part of the pig and cow except the oink and the moo. I suspect the idea that we don’t use all the parts grew from Americans being more and more separated from food production as the years have rolled by. Certainly someone who lived on a farm and took part in butchering would have known every part was used for something. But these days most of us just toss the leftover pieces. Most of us don’t save the chicken carcass for stock or beef bones for gelatin. So it’s easy to be ignorant or even forget that you can use “leftovers.”
You, sir, are going to hell for that. I had never heard that song, and now it’s too late to unhear it. I thought Seasons in the Sun was sentimental drivel, but it’s Bach by comparison with Put the Bone In. Absolutely devoid of any redeeming features (except the tacky opportunity to detect a sleazy Beavis and Butthead double entendre that the performer was obviously oblivious to.)
Straight to the naughty corner with you so you can have a good hard think about what you’ve done.