Before my kids were even born, I purchased an old meat grinder at a
yard sale. I intended to clean it up and restore it to a good condition, but somehow never got around to it. Instead, it sat for over a decade in a box collecting dust as I moved from apartment to apartment. Last year, I happened across a cheap meat grinder (plastic 8 dollar model) and figured it was a low commitment of effort. Fast forward another half a year and I finally got around to using it. I picked up some meat from the store that was on sale due to the sell-by date being that day and realized it wasn't going to be large
enough to serve by itself.
That was as good a time as any, so I broke out the little device, washed it well, then ground up the meat to use as an ingredient in that evening's dinner. This cheap, barely saleable, day away from off meat was transformed into some of the leanest and most delicious ground
beef of my life. I was elated, but realized that I was almost certainly not going to do it again. Why? The cheap model gave what was paid for it. Cleanup was a misery and the fats (despite not having been heated up while in the grinder) were sticking to the plastic. Worse, the grind plate clung to the bits and pieces because the blades had been sub-par. I got it washed and packed up, and moved on. My wife, however, had other plans.
She knew about the old grinder, but knew that our current kitchen setup doesn't allow for it to be properly attached to a counter. Her solution was to surprise me with the purchase of a grinder attachment for our kitchen aid. It arrived a few weeks ago and today was the first chance I had to properly use it. It grinds quickly, cleans easy, and of
course, transforms junk meat at a dollar a pound into lean and wonderful ground beef. As I type this, the family are all enjoying my chili (now one step closer to completely from-scratch).
Now I look back on over a decade of sub-par fatty ground beef and smack myself over how I stupidly tucked that grinder away instead of using it the whole time. Sure I wouldn't have been able to use it where I am now, but I still would have gotten years of home-ground delight. Oh well. Better late than never, as they say.