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Naming your food
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dig    Posted 01-09-2004 at 09:19:36       [Reply]  [No Email]
"Don't name a pig you plan to eat"
Why not?
When I was growing up in the 50s, every Fall my father would pick out a steer and a gilt and put them in the chicken yard where they were given all the corn and oats they could eat. My little sister and I would make a pet of them. Every Fall, sometime in October, a truck from the locker plant would show up. The steer would be shot and gutted. The gilt would be hung up and bled out. The carcasses were then taken to the locker plant to be cut up. My family would get a quarter, the locker plant would get a quarter for doing the butchering, and a half would be sold (usually to the locker plant).

Every one of these animals had a name. They were tame. They were also our food for the next year. We both knew it. We used to stand and watch their demise. We both never lost any sleep over it. Have people really become that distant from life's cycle that naming a steer automatically protects it in some way? Since I watched all my pets being killed am I somehow warped and a timebomb ticking?

TnDave    Posted 01-09-2004 at 15:50:16       [Reply]  [No Email]
When we first bought this place the first animals we got was two baby pigs. The kids immediately started talking about names, I quickly jumped in with "their names are hambone and porkchop" "DADDYYYY!" was the response. Well hambone is all gone and porkchop is now called Red and is trying (I hope) to have little uns.

One time I cought one of our girls on the outside of the pen running back and forth and the pigs, in the pen, were following her back and forth at a run. I hollered "don't exercise the pigs dummy, we're trying to fatten them up" Just two of the many funny tales that everyone my wife talks to hears about and tales that will surley stay with our family for generations. Pretty boring huh? :)

Willy-N    Posted 01-09-2004 at 14:55:35       [Reply]  [No Email]
Same here they all have names and they still go. That is what they were raised for, no reason why they could not still be happy during there life and easy to deal with when the time comes. Even if they don't have names we don't enjoy the process but it has to be done. Mark H.

big fred    Posted 01-09-2004 at 12:59:05       [Reply]  [No Email]
My wife feels that way, couldn't eat anything she had named. When she told me that, I quick went out to the garden and named alla her broccoli plants.

dig    Posted 01-09-2004 at 13:05:07       [Reply]  [No Email]
Dang! why didn't I thinka that! Gotta remember that for next Spring.

Coo Catcher Clay    Posted 01-09-2004 at 11:39:40       [Reply]  [Send Email]
Several years ago I raised a pet nanny goat.I named her barby-Q .She lived up to her name and was quite tasty doing so.

deadcarp    Posted 01-09-2004 at 10:25:45       [Reply]  [No Email]
that's probly linked to my dad's saying "never get so close to a critter that you can't put it out of its misery" we kinda elaborated on that in vietnam but some jobs are just harder than others thats all. my uncle once said eventually we all hafta ask ourselves "when does the killing stop?" that's true too. i've decided that stuff is for younger minds. :)

Hi Tech Hugh    Posted 01-09-2004 at 17:06:03       [Reply]  [Send Email]
Well said!

Paula    Posted 01-09-2004 at 10:21:33       [Reply]  [Send Email]
If I name my ducks it'll be names like A L'orange, pekin,
roast, au crute, au jus, etc.


Les    Posted 01-09-2004 at 10:15:20       [Reply]  [No Email]
Yup, we always named all our critters. (Well, not most chickens but all cattle and most pigs.) Last pig me and my son raised was Charlotte. The one before that was Ham-ton.

PatM    Posted 01-09-2004 at 10:07:16       [Reply]  [No Email]
One spring my brother bought a Jersey bull calf to feed up for the freezer. Turned him over to my 5 year old nephew for feeding. My nephew called us that and invited SWMBO and me out to meet his calf, now named Wallace.

About a year later he called again and invited us out for roast beef dinner. At the end of the meal he asked my wife if she liked the beef. She said it was very good. My nephew beamed out the biggest smile you ever saw and said,

"That was Wallace!"

~Lenore    Posted 01-09-2004 at 09:45:00       [Reply]  [No Email]
A realist is more accurate, I think.
I tend to be one of those, too.
I guess it is not a popular characteristic in these PC days.
Animals are venerated higher than humans in some ways.
I wont go into the abortion issue,
but that is an example.

jf    Posted 01-09-2004 at 11:56:08       [Reply]  [No Email]
So you look upon animals with reverance, respect and awe-defintion from Funk and Wagnalls dict. Very interesting and comical

~Lenore    Posted 01-09-2004 at 12:22:44       [Reply]  [No Email]
Not I, jf.
I look at animals as animals not with reverence.
I care for my animals, nueter them, keep them safe as I can, but I do not think higher of them than human beings.
I was replying to dig's first post.
There were a number that came up after I posted that.

rhouston    Posted 01-09-2004 at 09:40:28       [Reply]  [No Email]
used to stop at the farmers to meet the meat several weeks before it came to me in packages.

yup you're a ticking timebomb alright.

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