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Remembering Butchering Days

| 2/14/2014 8:37:00 AM

Country MoonSome memories are just naturally sweeter than others, and a favorite of mine is of butchering days. Just about this time of year when the temperatures are still below freezing and the hogs are fattened up, my grandparents would declare it was time to butcher.

Butcher. Now that really is an awful-sounding word. And no, I really don’t have the heart for the slaughtering part. What I particularly liked about this event was that it brought the whole family together. There were five kids in the family and all their kids. We would all gather at my grandparents’ place and everyone had a job to do.

The men would do the slaughtering and cut up the meat. The women were in charge of wrapping and labeling packages and all of us kids were the gophers; get this, get that, put that away, wash this up. If it sounds like a lot of work, it was. But it was what I would call “fun work.” The day was filled with lots of laughter, lots of kidding, lots of work and play, and lots of mouth-watering treats.

One of my favorite parts was when they tried out the lard. I know, no health-conscious cook today would ever think of using the pure fat from the hog known as lard. I think just writing it adds at least 10 points to my cholesterol level! But after hours of cooking down the fat in the butchering kettle there were little crispy, tasty tidbits of pork left in the kettle affectionately known as “cracklins.” They were the original pork rinds and all of us would keep snacking on them until we had full-blown bellyaches. But oh, was it ever worth it!

Uncle Harold, my bachelor uncle, was always in charge of the smokehouse. I can still smell that heavenly aroma seeping through the cracks of that old shed. Actually, it was quite a process getting the meat ready to smoke.

Hams, shoulders and slabs of bacon were rubbed down and coated with a sugar and salt cure for days before they were actually smoked. He always made a mixture of salt, brown sugar, red pepper and salt peter and made sure the meats were fully encased in the rub. The idea was to draw the blood away from the bone and “cure” the meat.

2/16/2014 8:03:25 AM

Lois, I think you are right about the taste of home grown and cured meat. I too can remember those community days. Not just the butchering days but the harvesting and canning days as well. A community of neighbors would come together with a common goal in mind. My job during the butchering process was to cut up the trimmed lard into one inch cubes to be rendered into lard. Hogs require the most time to process because of the curing after the processing day. Cows are a bigger animal but no one smokes or cures the meat of a cow unless I suppose you make jerky. Even the grinding into hamburger is a simpler process than sausage making, don't you think? Those were fond memory days for me too but most people would be grossed out by the thought of it today. It was just normal living when I was a kid. Have a great butchering memory day.

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