Today I had to go to town to do my weekly FFA coaching gig. Nearly every Tuesday this school year I’ve been going in during the school’s lunch to educate the kids on the finer points of Equine Evaluation, aka Horse Judging. It keeps me out of trouble, gives me a way to torture children and stay in touch with what’s happening. Sort of. I’m finding that the Ag kids aren’t always the hippest crew. It’s alright, I fit in.
After that I stopped to do my grocery shopping before heading home. The store that was on the way usually has the best prices on meat, so I look through their meat case pretty thoroughly.
Having a few par-broiled chicken breasts around works pretty well for quick meals. I was looking at some of the smaller packages and they are labeled Chicken Breast Steaks. What? Huh? When did we get Chicken Breast Steaks? Does anybody know when this happened? I have always known them just as Chicken Breasts, maybe Boneless Skinless Chicken Breasts, but never has the word steak been involved with my chicken. OK, you’re right – Chicken Fried Steak? Yes, but that is technically a beef steak.
So I bought a family size pack that was just labeled Chicken Breasts.
I realize they are probably all the same. It’s just the principle of being told my chicken is steak. They can’t lie to me like that. I won’t let them.
Please, please correct me if you are into meat science and what I say here is misinformed. Here’s how I always understood things. Steaks are thinner cuts of larger muscles or groups of muscles. A cut being an inch thick, give or take. How can a chicken breast then, be a steak. It’s one, maybe two muscles. It’s not cut or sliced when I buy it. I know, I was dissecting them before I put them in the pot. It looks to me to just be one major pectoralis muscle. Again, anyone more familiar with chicken anatomy, please correct me. Wikipedia was not exactly as detailed as I hoped on this subject.
The dissecting my meat thing is an occupational hazard at this point. All steaks, roast and other cuts of meat fascinate me. I try to correlate the muscle from the cow, pig or chicken with the matching muscles in people and horses. Sick, I know. It’s my own private mystery to sleuth out.
While I’m on a rant about chicken meat… when did these chickens get so huge? I have a couple of Big Bertha’s running around here. Somehow I doubt they would dress out as large as these commercial chickens do. (If I could ever have the heart to slaughter one of my chickens. Some days I think it would be no problem, other days I like the nameless, faceless, personality-less meat I get from the grocery store just fine.)
Ok, I feel better now. Thanks for letting me carry on.