Sorry to say, but this site has been so depressing for a few days. I thought I'd ask an average, everyday question....to make us all feel a little more normal today.
I made Eggplant Lasagna, and my BIL and SIL are coming for dinner. They leave for Cali tomorrow to see their beautiful grand daughter.
Sorry, sometimes we just need some REGULAR conversation.......or at least THIS caregiver does.
I did have chickens that laid eggs. After they stopped laying someone told me how good they would be eating them. Since I raised them from little chicks I couldn't do it but I also could not continue feeding the, when they were not laying eggs. I finally let someone who was from Jamaica and loved to eat chicken raised on the farm come and get them. I cried a little and told my husband that I could not raise chickens for eggs any more. This was his idea and I knew it was not a good one when he started.
Jeanette, although I lived in NJ, my childhood consisted of eating Venison and striped bass every year because that is what my dad was able to catch. We were on the poor side and would not have made it if he didn't get food for his family. He worked as a contractor so there were months that there was no work due to the freeze. So to get through winter we ate what was stored in the freezer.
I developed an appreciation for venison, but I will not eat it in my own home. I do have friends who go hunting every Thanksgiving so there are times when I will eat what they are serving.
What is really interesting is that my husband abhors hunting, but his uncle owns a professional hunting camp. The camp is stocked with deer, elk, boar and specialty animals. People pay big money to come to the camp for a week and hunt. My stepson kept asking to go hunting and we thought that if he did, he might feel bad afterward so my hubby took him to Arkansas to the camp. My stepson was allowed to hunt only for one doe and no bucks. My husband went with his cousin and was surprised at how much his son enjoyed it.
I told him before he went that he would have to eat whatever he killed and he did. He has not gone hunting since then, but he hasn't shown an interest.
population. I must say these discussions take my mind off the caring problems!
Growing up in Oregon and Alaska, venison, moose, elk, caribou and yes, even bear was a huge part of our winter meat. It is a staple. If not for that we would hae been quite hungry at times. It was also "family" time for us. LOL. We would all partake in butchering the meat as well as grinding it the old fashion way into hamburger. In Alaska my dad would give the hides to the Natives and have Mukluks, gloves and hats made for us as trade for some of the meat. To this day I haven't come across a picture of me as a child that wasn't out in the wilderness camping, canoeing up rivers, being carried across rivers by my dad, huddled in a small boat on Homer Spit halibut fishing or him helping me haul in a 75 lb king salmon, crabbing, clam digging... me and my brother who is a year older than I were jokingly referred to as the "flush dogs". We were too noisy and quietly walk through the woods, so dad would send us into thickets on purpose to flush out whatever he was hunting. It's just how we were raised... if my 2 oldest brothers weren't just assholes I would have venison in the freezer but since they're the ones that took me hunting... I'd go myself but I am to scarey to go alone!! Oh, I won't tell you how my grandmother used to cook horse meat for the soldiers so they didn't starve.
Living in this small town in Oregon has many great things about it, like taking my egg container right down the street for fresh brown eggs or going across from her farm to the other neighbors with my milk containers for fresh, that day milk that I use to make my mozzarella n ricotta cheese, the left over liquid I use to fertilize my tomato plants. We have many local farms here that sell their meat and you know that animal wasn't tortured like they do in factory farming.
Personally, I feel hunting for food isn't murdering an animal and yes, I am offended if someone implies it. For many it is the only meat they can afford. Hunting for sport is a much different story though...I can totally respect anyone wanting to be or is a vegan. There is so many hidden ingredients in foods that you never would have thought contained any sort of animal product. I could never do it but by living here I can limit my factory meat. Perhaps if we all do our part in some small way the horrors that goes on in some places can be changed.
I am sticking to eggs and you are right the barn eggs though better than the caged are not like the old days in the country with people having their own backyard chickens and small farms. Some people sell their own eggs round here which is still sort of countryside. Duck eggs are great for omelettes .
I buy organic milk and cheese when possible ( also meat for husband )not for health reasons but because the animals have a better life on small farms. The factory farming is the most cruel. But you cant change people unless they really want to go that way. I must admit the vegans are to be admired but its a hard road. I cant get there! Perhaps when I live alone.............
That's right Jeanne, specifics lady, specifics!! LOL!!!
I come from an extended family of hunters but I don't hunt so I don't eat venison..You know, my favorite protein is fish and seafood....it's also a little easier to eat that because I don't often see faces on them...but I'm guessing they do have faces....
I definitely buy pet food for my babies.. and I"m sure it has meat in there....
So, Hope, would you eat goat cheese? Or is the goat industry inhumane also? (Don't know much about that.) How about venison, (or elk, etc.) not raised in industrial conditions? Fish? Are fish treated cruelly?
Different species of animals have different protein requirements. Some are strictly carnivores and they really do need meat. Some are basically herbivores. Some eat anything they can get their paws on! (I think humans are in the last category.) It seems to me if you are responsible for a pet you need to be willing to meet its dietary needs.
And yet, when I feed my furkids, I know there is meat in there, the cheese that I love so much cannot be without the dairy industry...it's just one of those things that I struggle with..I guess it's getting harder and harder to justify my love of hamburgers and such when I literally can hear the screams from those cattle I have witnessed....
Making no judgements against anyone who is NOT vegan, because I'm still struggling myself..just a lot of things I've seen and heard that I can unsee....that's really all it is....but I do love veggies and fruits...a lot...
I used to go out of town at least once a month back when I was working before Mom came to live with us. Every time I came back he really appreciated me. I think I need to go out of town, but would never leave Mom with him by herself.
Anyway his big response when pressed more was fried pork chops with onions (which I made last week) and crockpot. I told him what do you want in the crockpot.. He answered pot roast. We had that three weeks ago!
Yesterday, I went shopping and made the fried pork chops, with fried onions, fried potatoes, and corn on the cob. Today I mad cheese tortolini with meat sauce topped with melted mozzarella. I would have made garlic bread but no oven. He just was a bit reluctant to try this but he did and was very happy. He wants stuff that is different but not really. Tomorrow is Pot roast.so maybe he will be happy.
My mom's neurologist still insists that eggs should be eliminated from the food chain, but then he has spent his career trying to prove a link between diet and arterial plaques and would like us all to be vegan.