Caesar, having fulfilled his purpose in joining us for these last several months, was butchered on Saturday. All four deep red, beautifully marbled quarters of the bull are currently aging in the barn for a couple of weeks when the dividing into cuts will be muddled through. My husband built a furnace to control the temperature in there since the forecast wasn’t as warm as originally predicted and we don’t want the meat to freeze. Too cold or too warm and the enzymes that break down the connective tissue thereby tenderizing the meat don’t do their job.
PS- The boys wanted me to photo journal the day and I declined for your sakes. You’re welcome.