My wife and I just went primal on the 1st. The other night she cooked a 12 oz Tbone for each of us. She is really getting into the lifestyle, but is having a problem getting over "all that fat we are eating" issue. We were feeding bits of steak to the dog (chihuahua) who is pretty picky eater but loves steak. My wife cut a big piece of fat and gristle off her steak and put it on my plate. I, of course ate it. She told me it was supposed to be for the dog and just shook her head.
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That was the ick I had with "fat." After several cooking experiments, I can poke a hunk of raw fat on a steak or roast and tell you whether it'll be tasty melt in the mouth gooiness, flavor fat with it's own lovely texture, or gristle/ cartilage/ silverskin that either take long cooking to go away or NEVER go away.
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Alton Brown has a way that works well for me. It's kinda hard to eplain, but here goes.
Find roughly the middle of the silverskin, lengthwise. Cut a slit just deep enough to penetrate said silverskin (heh, penetrate) and long enough for the width of your boning knife. Work the length of the knife just under the sliverskin until you either reach the end of it or a couple inches (you make end up removing the silverskin in strips.) If you can't reach the end of it, poke a hole on the other side like your earlier slit. Once you have your knife in there, start sawing back and forth, away from you just under the silver skin, until you can get an finger under the silverskin. Lift up the silver skin and peel it away, using the knife to keep the peel going. Repeat until silverskin is gone.
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...What's silverskin?
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I just google-imaged it, and now I know EXACTLY what it is. That stuff is just... wrong. I'm sure something non-edible could be made with it (thread to sew up a stomach bladder?), but it's certainly not for human consumption. Unless it is, and it's some exotic recipe that actually makes it palatable.
Silverskin is that tissue that binds muscle tissue together as one cohesive mass on the outside. That silvery white stuff on the outside of the muscle.
It's considered inedible. I've had it even survive 24 hr slow cooker chili. Hell, even my omnivorous dog will only work on it for a few seconds before walking away. I don't know that any culture considers it worthwhile, as it's essentially a version of rubber.
"No fate but what we make"- Sarah Connor, Terminator 2
Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, steak in one hand, chocolate in the other, yelling "Holy F***, What a Ride!"
My Primal Battle Tome
"Since going primal, I've found that there are very few problems that cannot be solved with butter and/or bacon fat."
My amusing take on paleo-blogging: http://whatshouldwecallpaleolife.tumblr.com/
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"No fate but what we make"- Sarah Connor, Terminator 2
Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, steak in one hand, chocolate in the other, yelling "Holy F***, What a Ride!"
My Primal Battle Tome