saintpaulitan
by nick and patty

Be forewarned, this post is probably going to sound like an advertisement. Not that anyone would pay me for my endorsement of anything. I’ve been wanting to try grass-fed beef for a while now after learning about the health benefits. Grass-fed beef has a dramatically lower fat content, and more of the “good fat” that’s found in salmon and nuts.

At the Living Green Expo I joined a long line of people who waited for a sample of Cannon Falls-based Thousand Hills Cattle Company’s grass-fed beef and in the process learned that in addition to providing 100 percent grass-fed beef, the company’s also really committed to treating their animals humanely. The company representative said that anyone who wants to can go to Cannon Falls and watch the meat being processed. Don’t think I’ll take him up on that.

Anyway, the beef is sold at quite a few stores around the metro, but buying direct from the company made it a little cheaper ($4.69/pound of ground beef when you buy 16 pounds.) I looked for an online order form on the company’s Web site, but didn’t find one, so I called the number listed and talked with Director of Operations Kevin Kubat.

He told me the company considered taking orders online, but decided for now they really wanted to interact with their customers.

Now to the point of the story … the meat was really tasty, but more importantly, we could definitely tell it was healthier. As Nick put it, “You don’t feel gross after you eat it.”

I can’t think of anything else to blog about on this Thursday evening, so why not this…

Patty and I drove down to Prior Lake to visit my parents last weekend, and my father showed us the new paint job on his bike. Apparently, he bought it at a discount rate from a neighbor, who does this kind of stuff for a living.

I’m not a motorcycle aficionado, so I don’t know what kind it is. It’s a Honda something-or-other. The bike is actually purple; the flash on my camera turned it blue, and I was too lazy to play with the settings and make it right.

My dad is the ultimate Vikings fan. He even has a tattoo of the team logo on his shoulder. Your thoughts?

Nick and I drive by this big chair every day right at the end of the Smith Avenue Bridge on the downtown St. Paul side. It was one of many pieces of public art created to draw attention to the Green Chair Project, a venture by two Minneapolis men to build chairs for the neighbors after they had their lawn chairs stolen. Learn more here.

— Patty

At least it’s pretty.

— Nick