Re: Point cut or flat cut?
Posted: Sun Mar 24, 2024 9:20 am
@karstopography
No offense intended.
It's just something I had no idea other people have never heard of or eaten.
I can't count how many people I've met that have never heard of corned beef.
My dad married someone way out of his class or demographics when it came to food.
And that's where I picked it up.
None of my other four siblings picked it up or paid attention except maybe for my oldest brother that I loved so much.
They were half brothers who's Mom died from cancer and my Mom was their step mom.
My sister was my full sister and she didn't give a hoot about spices and cooking unless it was sweets.
My Dads Mom would let us cook when we were little kids as well.
Usually brownies or chocolate muffins.
The there was Mrs Long that lived in the woods that let me cook.
She didn't have running water but a well in the house right in front of her sink.
And the other Flathead Indian lady down the road that made stuff.
I was always hanging out in the kitchen usually with a lady in her 60s or 70s teaching me the old tricks and food ways of our past.
Basically at a very early age I learned that if I wanted something I had to make it.
No offense intended.
It's just something I had no idea other people have never heard of or eaten.
I can't count how many people I've met that have never heard of corned beef.
My dad married someone way out of his class or demographics when it came to food.
And that's where I picked it up.
None of my other four siblings picked it up or paid attention except maybe for my oldest brother that I loved so much.
They were half brothers who's Mom died from cancer and my Mom was their step mom.
My sister was my full sister and she didn't give a hoot about spices and cooking unless it was sweets.
My Dads Mom would let us cook when we were little kids as well.
Usually brownies or chocolate muffins.
The there was Mrs Long that lived in the woods that let me cook.
She didn't have running water but a well in the house right in front of her sink.
And the other Flathead Indian lady down the road that made stuff.
I was always hanging out in the kitchen usually with a lady in her 60s or 70s teaching me the old tricks and food ways of our past.
Basically at a very early age I learned that if I wanted something I had to make it.