Butchers Hid This Steak From You for 100 Years. I Did Too.

In thirty one years behind the meat counter, I never once took a ribeye home for my own family. I had an employee discount the whole time. Every Friday I walked out the back door with a package in white paper instead, my name on it in grease pencil. And every Friday, Carol asked me the same question at the kitchen door. What did you bring? Five cuts, counting down. The cheapest real beef in the building, and the soup that sets like jelly overnight. The Sunday roast your grandmother knew by name, and the bone that tells you when it is done. A steak hiding inside a cut you already buy. The steak a little Ohio shop was cutting twenty years before a university gave it a name, at half the price of ribeye. And number one, the butcher's steak: there is only one on every animal, and for most of the last century it went home in somebody's apron. Including mine. If you have not seen the grass fed video, watch it next: what the green sticker really buys, and which one I buy with my own money. Nobody paid me for this. There is nothing here to buy. I do not work for any store or any brand. Your homework: ask your meat counter one question this week. Do you ever get hanger steak? Then tell me in the comments what they said, and what part of the country you are in. --- About this channel: this is a fully owned and operated media property. All scripts are written and researched by our team, all voiceover and visuals are produced in house, and every video is edited by hand. We are not an aggregator and we do not republish other people's work.