It’s deliciously appropriate to celebrate the government’s stern diktat that we mustn’t eat more than 6 ounces of red meat a week with a magnificent roast rib of beef. This is a 5 rib monster, enough to give me and my family at least half a pound of red meat a day, which, together with roast potatoes cooked in goose fat is enough to give the Chief Medical Officer apoplexy. If only.
First, a word about the rib. It’s from one of my Blue Greys, which is a cross between a Cumberland White (the bull) and a Galloway (the heifer). It has spent its entire life on the Cumbrian fells, eating grass. The meat has been hung for 4 weeks. The idea that this piece of Old England is a threat to anyone’s health is baloney.
The Government’s edict only concerns red meat. Consider the logic of this. On their reckoning it is healthier to eat six ounces of battery-reared chicken meat, imported from Thailand,which is served as a prepared ready meal in a cream marsala sauce which has been enriched with sugar salt, chemicals and preservatives, than it is to eat three slices of rare roast beef. Thinking about this has given me an appetite. How about another of those roast potatoes?