All about Bones (bone broth)

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First things first.  Happy Halloween week!  Halloween is my favourite holiday…outside of SPRING BREAK.  Just kidding, there is no comparison.  Halloween is the only time of year it is okay to be slutty AND creepy.  A match made in heaven, if you ask me.  Which you haven’t, but you’re reading my blog, so my rules.

Now please accept my apologies.  The title “All about Bones” is misleading.  I’ll make no bones about it, there is no way I could know everything about bones.  I’m neither a chiropractor nor a lunch lady.  I do, however, know how to make bone broth, and I have also been alerted to the presence of a recycling mascot who would like to eat your bones. So, I suppose I’m a semi-expert, or sexpert?  As a special Halloween treat, I’ll teach you all I can about making a creepy and nutritious base for soups and stews AND a poorly actualised recycling mascot.  The only thing they have in common is making my Halloween extra-special.

First stop, Totes McGoats!

Okay, Totes McGoats.  I am so proud of my hometown, or rather, just outside my hometown.  Totes is Niagara Falls’s answer to what it takes to get children and millennials fired up about recycling.  I understand that what is news/entertaining/worthwhile to me will not appeal to everyone.  But, if you don’t appreciate Totes McGoats, you can eat a dick.  Look at him.  Such little thought and planning…every expense spared.  HIs tiny, horrifying head.  I can only imagine his laboured breathing  and moist human hands reaching out in the dusk.  Absolutely the stuff of nightmares, with the added bonus of promoting  environmental integrity.  Well done Niagara Falls!  Stay lazy, stay awesome.  So baaaa’, he’s good.  Right bang on time to give folks a costume idea, but still fresh enough to be disturbing.

Now, please bear with me as I awkwardly segue into today’s recipe…bone broth!

I started making bone broth a little over a year ago, and my house has never smelled meatier.  It’s nourishing, makes delicious soups, and gives me the opportunity to carry a three pound bag of animal remains home from the butchers a couple times a month.  At first I was a bit bashful asking for them.  Try practising “Hey, got any bones?” and see if  you can pull it off without sounding like a serial rapist.  But, just like a friend who murders rabbits who have the gall to eat his garden veggies, the first time is hard, but it gets sooo much easier.  I’m super confident when asking for leftover carcasses now…almost aggressive.

Totes’ Broth

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  • 2-3 pounds/1kg Bones (assorted and/or chicken, beef, lamb…or goat)
  • 10 cups water
  • 1 knob of ginger peeled and cut into thickish coins
  • 2-3 carrots peeled and cut into threes
  • 1 small onion peeled and cut in half
  • 1 TBS apple cider vinegar
  • 2 TBS fish sauce
  • 3 cloves of garlic peeled and bashed
  • a few dried shiitake mushrooms (optional)

Combine everything into a monster slow cooker.  Make sure the bones are submerged.  Set the heat to low and cook at least 12 hours.  I cook mine 36 hours to be obnoxious.

Strain your broth through a muslin cloth and store in the refrigerator.  I always remove the solid layer of fat that forms, but there are some die-hard mofos that just straight up eat that shit.  Do what you want.  I use half straight away and freeze the remainder in 2 cup portions.

Now, listen to Monster Mash!  It’s the best.

7 thoughts on “All about Bones (bone broth)”

  1. I don’t really like cooking ( though love reading recipes) , have never tried knitting, despise sandwiches ( after not having time to eat much else over the last couple of years) and I don’t know what Mexican wrestling is but I am loving your witty blog!
    I am excited to give this a go , it’s sounds like the perfect base for so many recipes as the weather turns cold. I’ll cook Hallowen pumpkin risotto using the broth this weekend. Which carcass might work best? Chicken? x

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  2. “But, just like a friend who murders rabbits who have the gall to eat his garden veggies” – this reminds me of my papa. And his neighbor. Very protective of their gardens, they were

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