Yesterday was a big day because we finally sold my old house, making today the first day that Sparks and I officially own only one house. That calls for a celebration.
Forrrrrtunately… yesterday was also a big day because our half of a half of Stewie was delivered.
This is what a half of a half of a Brown Swiss steer looks like in your upright freezer. We still had the uppermost shelf for what remains of last year’s fruit harvest (and, very soon, for my nesting-induced pre-baby freezer casserole blitz). The dressed weight of our portion was 220 pounds; now I don’t know a whole lot about butchery but Sparks says that the actual weight of beef delivered is around 70% of the dressed weight, which brings us to around 150 pounds of beef. We have hamburger, steaks, roasts, and stewing cuts, as well as more exotic things like soup bones, heart, tongue, liver, sweetbreads, and oxtail here.
It’s going to be a big adventure in the coming year, cooking our way from snout to tail. Tonight’s starter, though, will be grilled filet. I mean, seriously. Wouldn’t you?
Oh, one more awesome thing from yesterday. All of those pretty postpartum tops I bought from Old Navy in a size larger than usual? Yesterday morning I decided to try one on, just to see how the shoulders fit and how much I’d have to take them in. I expected the shirts to get stuck at the top of my belly. But they didn’t. All of those pretty tops… they fit me now. At 34 weeks pregnant. PRAISE BE, I HAVE PRETTY CLOTHES TO WEAR!