So I guess I'm asking if this is a matter of personal preference and no big deal, or if he's correct and I need to be very careful about how done the meat is, or if he's overdoing it and adding carcinogens or something to our diet.
We were vegetarians, me for 10 years and he for 15 years. Last year we started eating meat from local farms only.
I think it sort of makes sense that former vegetarians are kind of paranoid about how done the meat is. I certainly do not feel natural cooking meat yet, and it doesn't seem intuitive to me the way other things are. If I undercook a potato, first, I'm going to know it (too crunchy) and second, it's not gonna kill me!
But DH is almost paranoid about it, from my perspective. He's in charge of pan frying meat, such as hamburgers or sausage. He will cook them nearly black, and then cut them open and if he sees the slightest pinkish HUE he will cook them another 5 minutes.
I'm in charge of all other cooking, and I got a meat thermometer as much to help prevent the overcooking of meat via DH as to help prevent undercooking. But it's still a pain!
Yesterday I roasted a chicken and I followed directions I found online for it - 450F for 50-60 minutes. Now, knowing how DH is, I didn't even question how long - it's automatically 60 minutes, you know? Unfortunately he was running a quick errand and not in the house when I pulled it out of the oven. I carefully stuck the thermometer in the thigh, careful to avoid bone, not go in the cavity and all - and got a reading of 170F, 10 degrees higher than the target 160F for poultry. Done, right? But DH came home a bit later and he's all, gimme the thermometer... I say I already measured it but he wants it anyway. I don't know what happened but he only got 140F and he wants it back in the oven. I refuse, I know you can dry a bird out pretty easily, I already got a reading of 170F, and I don't want to waste the $15 I spent on this tiny bird (long story). Finally he relents and starts carving it, but uh-oh, he found a bloody area near the cavity. He went to the computer and researched it and thankfully came to the conclusion that a little blood was ok (I told him he could carve around it and I'd just dump it in with the carcass for the broth).
Anyway, you can see how meat doneness is a real, real concern for him. And perhaps he's totally right, it's something I need to take more seriously? On the other hand I get a little paranoid about whether eating charcoal is bad for us.
It may also be very relevant to know that DH's grandfather, who was Irish, also demanded charcoal. He ate it every day. Charcoal, potatoes and green beans, practically every night. So it could just be a preference that runs in the family.
Thoughts?
We were vegetarians, me for 10 years and he for 15 years. Last year we started eating meat from local farms only.
I think it sort of makes sense that former vegetarians are kind of paranoid about how done the meat is. I certainly do not feel natural cooking meat yet, and it doesn't seem intuitive to me the way other things are. If I undercook a potato, first, I'm going to know it (too crunchy) and second, it's not gonna kill me!
But DH is almost paranoid about it, from my perspective. He's in charge of pan frying meat, such as hamburgers or sausage. He will cook them nearly black, and then cut them open and if he sees the slightest pinkish HUE he will cook them another 5 minutes.
I'm in charge of all other cooking, and I got a meat thermometer as much to help prevent the overcooking of meat via DH as to help prevent undercooking. But it's still a pain!
Yesterday I roasted a chicken and I followed directions I found online for it - 450F for 50-60 minutes. Now, knowing how DH is, I didn't even question how long - it's automatically 60 minutes, you know? Unfortunately he was running a quick errand and not in the house when I pulled it out of the oven. I carefully stuck the thermometer in the thigh, careful to avoid bone, not go in the cavity and all - and got a reading of 170F, 10 degrees higher than the target 160F for poultry. Done, right? But DH came home a bit later and he's all, gimme the thermometer... I say I already measured it but he wants it anyway. I don't know what happened but he only got 140F and he wants it back in the oven. I refuse, I know you can dry a bird out pretty easily, I already got a reading of 170F, and I don't want to waste the $15 I spent on this tiny bird (long story). Finally he relents and starts carving it, but uh-oh, he found a bloody area near the cavity. He went to the computer and researched it and thankfully came to the conclusion that a little blood was ok (I told him he could carve around it and I'd just dump it in with the carcass for the broth).
Anyway, you can see how meat doneness is a real, real concern for him. And perhaps he's totally right, it's something I need to take more seriously? On the other hand I get a little paranoid about whether eating charcoal is bad for us.
It may also be very relevant to know that DH's grandfather, who was Irish, also demanded charcoal. He ate it every day. Charcoal, potatoes and green beans, practically every night. So it could just be a preference that runs in the family.
Thoughts?











Yes it gets annoying.