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There is No Pink Slime in my Beef

By Know-it-All Nikki 1 Comment

Watching the news lately has creeped me out to new levels. The idea of any kind of “slime”, filler, or whatever you want to call it going in to our beef makes me want to swear off beef completely. But the fact remains that I love me a good hamburger and so I can’t say that I’m swearing off ground beef altogether.

However, you won’t find me ordering a hamburger at McDonald’s or even my favorite restaurant any time in the near or far future and that’s because I generally only eat beef that we raise. Unless someone tempts me with a Philly Cheese Steak – and then you have to hold me back. And thanks to ABC news’s report on Pink Slime, I’ll be thinking twice about my beloved philly cheese steaks now too.

Time and time again, you hear farmers and even us non-farming farmers (that’s what I like to call my husband who was raised in the city and thought it was a good idea to move to the country so he could raise his own animals and garden) that raising your own meat is best and the recent news is just proving that, well, we’re right. (More or less that he was right… but you didn’t read that here and I’ll deny every word of it if you tell him.)

good looking cowEven buying locally raised meat from a small scale farmer (or a non-farming farmer like my hubby) is better because you’re more likely to get meat that’s been raised completely organic or with little to no hormones. (Free Range folks.) For instance, our cows eat organically from the pasture and then are supplemented in the winter with hay and grain when the lush green grass from the pasture isn’t available (well, except for this last crazy, extremely mild winter; they got all three – happy cows I tell ya).

Local small scale farmers are less likely to buy grain that has added hormones. That doesn’t mean it doesn’t happen; it’s just less likely. And like us, small scale farmers or us non-farming farmers, also provide more favorable living conditions; our cows see the light of day, every day, all day (Damn things don’t even know well enough to come out of the rain). They’re not kept in small pens cramped with other animals or inside a barn with only two feet of living space. I can’t even say that for all of my Amish neighbors. The last time we purchased a couple of piglets from them, 8-10 hogs were kept in asmall pen inside a  dark, hot, barn.

I admire that the government is now backpedaling, offering consumers options when it comes to what kinds of ground beef they can buy but when you think about it, if they were doing it right to begin with, and doing it honestly, then they wouldn’t have to offer consumers a choice or tell you that your schools will have a choice as to what kinds of ground beef is bought for lunches.

As I was cooking dinner last night though, it dawned on me that while I trust the beef that we raise and know what goes into their bodies before butchering and coming to my table, I know very little about what happens when the beef is actually processed so I called our butcher and asked. The response I got was very reassuring and affirming that we are right in the way we’re feeding our family.

What I learned was that local butchers normally don’t have the kind of equipment or tools that result in pink slime, nor do they have the budget; specifically ours. We have our beef butchered and packaged locally. Everything is done in house. Not only was I told that beef purchsed from the local butcher is filler free, but but when we bring our cows and/or hogs in to be butchered, we’re not getting additional fillers or “slime” either. We’re getting exactly what we asked for, the way that we asked for it. As we hung up the phone, my butcher told me, “You know where your meat comes from here, especially if you’re the one raising it. How many big chain grocery stores can tell you that?” Truer words were never spoken.

Tonight I think I’ll make burgers. On the grill. With extra onions and ketchup and mustard and as I take my first bite, I am going to be ever so thankful that we’re doing something right and I’m not subjecting my kids to something potentially harmful when we eat dinner. At least I’ve got this right.

Want more news on pink slime? Or just need to understand why you might want to cut it out of your diet? Check out Erika from A Black Girl’s Guide to Weight Loss – she has an excellent post on what you need to know about pink slime (grossed me out just a bit more than I already was but in a good, educated and informed kind of way).

Now to go till and plant that garden… Momma wants some green peppers and tomatoes with those burgers!

Tell me, Has the recent news findings about pink slime changed the way you purchase ground beef? Will it?

Filed Under: food, Lifestyle Tagged With: ground beef, local butchers, pink slime, raising livestock

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But it also ties in beautifully with day 6 of #heartmonth, #choosingjoy because despite all of the crap that goes along with being an adult with CHD, I am genuinely joyful. Some of comes out in sarcasm but I've told people if I'm not cracking jokes or inserting some token sarcasm into the day, then something is truly wrong. The last 2 years have been hard, but believe me when I say, I AM HAPPY and I'm wearing red today!
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I almost missed it, day 3 prompt for #heartmonth i
I almost missed it, day 3 prompt for #heartmonth is #lifebetweenappointments 

Yeesh, where do I start? Right now my life between appointments is a little chaotic. The number of appointments has increased a thousand fold than what I was used to growing up.  There are more appointments now than I had when I was pregnant with all four kids!

I struggle to keep them straight or where they're going to be. I write them down in a paper planner, my wall calendar, and my phone's calendar. And I still wind up looking them up multiple times because I don't trust my brain's ability to recall.

I'm expected to write down detailed symptoms. I don't recognize symptoms as symptoms. It just feels like a Tuesday to me. But do try to have a normal life, the docs encourage: eat right, be active, get sleep. How do I do that and not wonder if what I'm feeling while I'm trying to be normal is a symptom?
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Day 2 of #heartmonth is #motivationmonday. All I c
Day 2 of #heartmonth is #motivationmonday. All I can say, is sometimes motivation feels like the end of a very long tunnel; a pinprick of light in an otherwise black abyss. Motivation eludes me more than I care to admit. When it feels unattainable I feel like the little girl I used to be, opening my eyes in a pitch black room, are my eyes actually open? Making my way across the room, arms outstretched, hoping I don't run into anything, or worse, fall. 
And then other times, like on this Monday, motivation arrives and it feels easy, like a special occasion you'vebeen waiting for. So you wear the anatomical heart earrings your daughter bought you and you don the gifted knit heart cowl your knitty BFF made for you and for a day you feel normal.
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Today kicks off the first day of #heartmonth. I st
Today kicks off the first day of #heartmonth. I still think it's silly to only give one day, one month, or even one week to talk about heart disease. Alas, here we are. 

I'm going to do my best to follow the 28 daily prompts for #heartdisease and #chdawareness but I make no promises.

Today's prompt is #BeyondtheDiagnosis. To me, looking beyond being born with a CHD means a few things:

It's the invisible things that can't be measured on a chart, like the fatigue, sadness for the health I wasn't born with, and the mental math of asking myself if I have enough energy for all I want to get accomplished in a week, or even a day.

It's being seen as a whole person; not the condition the doctors are treating. This a part of me, not all of me. I'm still a parent, friend, writer, a hopeless romantic. Yes, I'm a heart patient, I ALWAYS will be, but I'm also opinionated, stubborn, funny, and a person with real feelings. 

But most of all it's refusing to be reduced to number in the healthcare system, or someone else's discomfort.
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#chdawareness



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#charliesworld #instacats #catsofinstagram #catsofig #housecatlife catstagram
The world is falling apart. The world is falling apart.
Head to the blog (link in bio) and read the latest Head to the blog (link in bio) and read the latest. I've been trying to figure out how to write this for 2 months now and I still don't know if I got it right.
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#knowitallnikkimovestoohio #dtga #heartmonth #ACHD #adultchdsurvivor
Well poop, I missed day 4 (Early Answers, Lasting Well poop, I missed day 4 (Early Answers, Lasting Impact) and day 5 (How We Monitorthe Heart)! But it's fine! Because they both fit nicely for today's adventures which consisted of a carotid artery ultrasound (day 5) and a series of messages between myself and @nationwidekids to discuss how best to approach the weight loss struggle (day 4). 🤨😠

But it also ties in beautifully with day 6 of #heartmonth, #choosingjoy because despite all of the crap that goes along with being an adult with CHD, I am genuinely joyful. Some of comes out in sarcasm but I've told people if I'm not cracking jokes or inserting some token sarcasm into the day, then something is truly wrong. The last 2 years have been hard, but believe me when I say, I AM HAPPY and I'm wearing red today!
.
.
.
.
#ACHD #congenitalheartdefectsurvivor #WearRedforHeartMonth
I almost missed it, day 3 prompt for #heartmonth i I almost missed it, day 3 prompt for #heartmonth is #lifebetweenappointments 

Yeesh, where do I start? Right now my life between appointments is a little chaotic. The number of appointments has increased a thousand fold than what I was used to growing up.  There are more appointments now than I had when I was pregnant with all four kids!

I struggle to keep them straight or where they're going to be. I write them down in a paper planner, my wall calendar, and my phone's calendar. And I still wind up looking them up multiple times because I don't trust my brain's ability to recall.

I'm expected to write down detailed symptoms. I don't recognize symptoms as symptoms. It just feels like a Tuesday to me. But do try to have a normal life, the docs encourage: eat right, be active, get sleep. How do I do that and not wonder if what I'm feeling while I'm trying to be normal is a symptom?
.
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.
#heartfailure #congestiveheartfailure #congenitalheartdefect
Waiting. . . . #catsofinstagram #charliesworld #in Waiting.
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#catsofinstagram #charliesworld #instacats #catsofig #catstagram
Day 2 of #heartmonth is #motivationmonday. All I c Day 2 of #heartmonth is #motivationmonday. All I can say, is sometimes motivation feels like the end of a very long tunnel; a pinprick of light in an otherwise black abyss. Motivation eludes me more than I care to admit. When it feels unattainable I feel like the little girl I used to be, opening my eyes in a pitch black room, are my eyes actually open? Making my way across the room, arms outstretched, hoping I don't run into anything, or worse, fall. 
And then other times, like on this Monday, motivation arrives and it feels easy, like a special occasion you'vebeen waiting for. So you wear the anatomical heart earrings your daughter bought you and you don the gifted knit heart cowl your knitty BFF made for you and for a day you feel normal.
.
.
.
.
#congenitalheartdefectsurvivor #congestiveheartfailure #dtga
Today kicks off the first day of #heartmonth. I st Today kicks off the first day of #heartmonth. I still think it's silly to only give one day, one month, or even one week to talk about heart disease. Alas, here we are. 

I'm going to do my best to follow the 28 daily prompts for #heartdisease and #chdawareness but I make no promises.

Today's prompt is #BeyondtheDiagnosis. To me, looking beyond being born with a CHD means a few things:

It's the invisible things that can't be measured on a chart, like the fatigue, sadness for the health I wasn't born with, and the mental math of asking myself if I have enough energy for all I want to get accomplished in a week, or even a day.

It's being seen as a whole person; not the condition the doctors are treating. This a part of me, not all of me. I'm still a parent, friend, writer, a hopeless romantic. Yes, I'm a heart patient, I ALWAYS will be, but I'm also opinionated, stubborn, funny, and a person with real feelings. 

But most of all it's refusing to be reduced to number in the healthcare system, or someone else's discomfort.
.
.
.
#chdawareness
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