3mina
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Did you remember to give your dad a coin? There's an old tradition where if you don't the knife will cut the relationship.
BWAHAHAHAHAAAAA!!!!Kyle@theHeathertoft":pky2bv2y said:Oh also, a new development since the original question...we had a late gift exchange for the family...and my dad went overboard this year with gifting, lol. He said he couldn't choose which thing I'd like/need more so he got both.
The others looked confused when I unwrapped the prettiest, finest pair of skinning/field dressing knives, complete with a very nice gut-hook. One's nice and big for deer, the other is wee, for rabbits. My aunt asked "why the heck would you want knives?"
Before I could answer, my dad cheerily explained that my knives SUCK and won't hold an edge, and how I have to keep borrowing his...and then he explained how to use them and how the gut-hook works. :twisted: I just sat there in pure delight with my shiny new knives as my dad extolled the virtues of a good knife and why perforating the guts is a bad idea and so forth and such-like.
Everyone left this afternoon. GEE, WONDER WHY!!!! :lol: :lol: :lol:
MamaSheepdog":3qdcn3xq said:Especially for the older generation, growing your own food, whether animal or vegetable, is a social stigma. It is a mark of social and economic standing if you can afford to buy your food at the store and let the peasants do the dirty work for you. This also goes for sewing your own clothes, repairing your car, mowing your lawn, fixing plumbing, electrical, etc. etc. etc.
3mina":1cttcpuj said:Did you remember to give your dad a coin? There's an old tradition where if you don't the knife will cut the relationship.
Miss M":1cttcpuj said:BWAHAHAHAHAAAAA!!!!Kyle@theHeathertoft":1cttcpuj said:Oh also, a new development since the original question...we had a late gift exchange for the family...and my dad went overboard this year with gifting, lol. He said he couldn't choose which thing I'd like/need more so he got both.
The others looked confused when I unwrapped the prettiest, finest pair of skinning/field dressing knives, complete with a very nice gut-hook. One's nice and big for deer, the other is wee, for rabbits. My aunt asked "why the heck would you want knives?"
Before I could answer, my dad cheerily explained that my knives SUCK and won't hold an edge, and how I have to keep borrowing his...and then he explained how to use them and how the gut-hook works. :twisted: I just sat there in pure delight with my shiny new knives as my dad extolled the virtues of a good knife and why perforating the guts is a bad idea and so forth and such-like.
Everyone left this afternoon. GEE, WONDER WHY!!!! :lol: :lol: :lol:
Give your dad a hug from me. That was sheer awesomeness. :twisted:
JohnMc":1cttcpuj said:MamaSheepdog":1cttcpuj said:Especially for the older generation, growing your own food, whether animal or vegetable, is a social stigma. It is a mark of social and economic standing if you can afford to buy your food at the store and let the peasants do the dirty work for you. This also goes for sewing your own clothes, repairing your car, mowing your lawn, fixing plumbing, electrical, etc. etc. etc.
Dang I must have just crossed the border and am penniless! Because I do most all these things for myself. Oil Change? Natch. Mow the lawn. Yep. House repairs. Of Course. Garden? Yes. Being self sufficient to me is a mark of pride.
Having been poor is no shame, but being ashamed of it, is.
-- Benjamin Franklin
Now I envy you! I want knives too!... well I'm the kind of person who just sticks to the one in her hand anyway because it's easier to use the same dull knife for everything than reach out and grab another, sharper and more suitable one..
michaels4gardens":1cttcpuj said:I was amazed that my Daughter [24] asked to come see how I butchered rabbits, I asked why she wanted to watch, she answered, -- I may need to know how some day-- so - she came and watched me dislocate the neck, hang them up, cut off the head, skin, and gut, for about 3 or 4 rabbits, -- I asked her what she thought-- she said -- well I know its necasary, I know we eat rabbits, -- but-- F-n grose. and walked back in the house.
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CochinBrahmaLover":3feuevd5 said:...
... Uhh, what's ARA? :hiding:
CochinBrahmaLover":2vjzlnr9 said:LOL Kyle, we went an entire summer w/o mowing the lawn. Lawn mower broke, dad (the person who fixes everything) wasn't here (deployed) & we couldn't afford to hire someone. We tried to get the geese to eat it down, though towards the end of the summer we got goats who helped a little. But in a month everything had died.
I don't really want to mow the lawn this year - I'm thinking of getting some of the free guinea pigs off craigslist, let them multiply on their own, mow the lawn, and then end of year, butcher them all. All I'd have to do is make sure the dogs and chickens don't eat them.. Lol. But no one in the house is willing to eat GP. I have a neighbor whose willing though but that's it.
And SO sorry to hear about your dog! I love cocker spaniels. **hugs** he died a happy dog
... Uhh, what's ARA? :hiding:
DogCatMom":2vjzlnr9 said:CochinBrahmaLover":2vjzlnr9 said:...
... Uhh, what's ARA? :hiding:
ARA = Animal Rights Activist(s). Usually of the Militant Vegan persuasion.
skysthelimit":2vjzlnr9 said:I have a hand push mower just for those emergencies.
But having three male intact dogs pretty much killed whatever grass was here. Now it's just some low growing ground cover weeds.
And you are fortunate, I wish someone would buy me knives, or even a decent pair of kitchen shears.
Ramjet":2vjzlnr9 said:I got a knife for Christmas too , A limited edition Buck , Boone & Crocket.
Zass":2vjzlnr9 said:I got a cute little Case skinning knife from my husband this year. It's always nice to unwrap a new blade
the reluctant farmer":2vjzlnr9 said:I was raised on a farm and took for granted the fresh food and meat when I was there. As I moved to "civilization" and big cities, I became "schooled" real quick and felt bad for how little I appreciated it. Finding farmer's markets or places that.sold real food in urban areas was difficult or so expensive you coukdn't afford it, back in the day. Eventually I quit eating meat entirely because of how disgusting the store stuff was and how bad it tasted to me. Didn't even want to imagine how the animals were raised or slaughtered (and since that time, we now know.) Was a vegetarian for about 14 years or so I guess until I realized I could raise my own meat, even in a suburban neighborhood. Even when I was not eating meat I was able to recognize that all things we eat are/were living, and justifying one as being more worthy of life because of cuteness is rather insulting. Whether we humans want to abmit it or not, we are food to some other living organism, too. I have no doubt that if my dog and I were trapped without food, she'd start to see visions of kibble as she looked at me and might see me as a good food source. Actually, bad example--she's a fairly passive dog who sees me as the Big Dog so she'd probably choose to starve with me--but the cats! They're pretty sneaky, they'd probably eat both me and the passive dog, being hungry enough & given half the chance. But I digress. Plants give off signals to each other when they are under attack or being picked, and can turn bitter or not taste good as a defense to discourage the predator (including us) from eating them. People do not like it if you point out that plants may have "feelings" about being consumed but that's because leaf lettuces aren't cute, fuzzy, and huggable (at least to the.average person--actually, if your leaf lettuce is ever fuzzy, just tbrow it out. Don't eat it, don't hug it, just--compost pile.). Anyway, if folks won't listen to you, at least give 'em a show. Pick up a baby carrot from a relish tray and scream, "Freddie? Is that you?!? No!!! Why--WHY did they kill you? You were so young!" Then turn, grief-striken and shriek at your friends, "you filthy animals! How COULD you? He was just a baby! Murderous herbivores!!!". Actually, I'd probably pay to see someone do that at a banquet.
To ramjet: process them, cut them in parts, and stick them in a grocery bag labeled "chicken" and see if that makes everyone feel better? Sorry you're getting grief (thanks, mother-in-law.). I'm sorry, but you're bringing in healthy food, fresh fish, and saving money too? Well, I'm impressed.
:twisted: :rotfl: :twisted:the reluctant farmer":27pxbund said:I was raised on a farm and took for granted the fresh food and meat when I was there. As I moved to "civilization" and big cities, I became "schooled" real quick and felt bad for how little I appreciated it. Finding farmer's markets or places that.sold real food in urban areas was difficult or so expensive you coukdn't afford it, back in the day. Eventually I quit eating meat entirely because of how disgusting the store stuff was and how bad it tasted to me. Didn't even want to imagine how the animals were raised or slaughtered (and since that time, we now know.)
Bleh. You said it.the reluctant farmer":27pxbund said:People do not like it if you point out that plants may have "feelings" about being consumed but that's because leaf lettuces aren't cute, fuzzy, and huggable (at least to the.average person--actually, if your leaf lettuce is ever fuzzy, just tbrow it out. Don't eat it, don't hug it, just--compost pile.)
BWAHAHAHAAAAAA!!!! :twisted: :twisted: :twisted: AWESOME!!!the reluctant farmer":27pxbund said:Anyway, if folks won't listen to you, at least give 'em a show. Pick up a baby carrot from a relish tray and scream, "Freddie? Is that you?!? No!!! Why--WHY did they kill you? You were so young!" Then turn, grief-striken and shriek at your friends, "you filthy animals! How COULD you? He was just a baby! Murderous herbivores!!!". Actually, I'd probably pay to see someone do that at a banquet.
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