Apologies to @caranicoletti who, for no sane reason I can work out — early onset senility aside possibly — I omitted from the first draft of my recent piece on women butchers. Thus, she gets a post to herself, at least until I get around to updating the list.
“Just your normal day at the office”
Were we not approx. 3,432 miles away on the wrong side of The Pond, we’d very likely be piling on the pounds buying that meat from (and probably eating at the café attached to) Foster Sundry — a “whole animal” butcher where she works — one that also supports an artisan cheese counter and specialty grocer, based in Bushwick, Brooklyn.
From this magnificent morning meat mountain…
she produces delights such as this…
…as well as finding time to write a book, last year penning “Voracious: A Hungry Reader Cooks Her Way Through Great Books” (a clue to the contents is in the title) and recording some great instructional videos; this one on how to brine & cook pork chops. Brine & pork? What’s not to like? A woman after my own heart! Coming from an Italian line of family butchers (come on, you thought she was Japanese with a name like that?), like all of the other professionals I’ve highlighted here and here, she just gets shit done…
As I say, and I know I keep banging on about it, again and again (and you are paying attention occasionally, aren’t you), you should buy from butchers like this: passionate about and able to speak to the provenance (and thus the welfare) of the animals that she breaks down into the meat that you’ll buy and cook for you and your family & friends. It’s good for the animals, it’s good for the environment, it’s good for you & it’s good for your local community. And so gentle reader, if you happen to be close to Knickerbocker Ave, you know where I’d recommend you to go…