Jerky- are those nitrates really needed?
Sean Elkins
When you buy commercial jerky seasonings they always come with a packet
of nitrate cure. I know the nitrates are there to cure the meat, but
I'm concerned about the long term effect of consuming all those
nitrates. The pioneers cured and consumed a lot of jerky without adding
nitrates, so I'm wonder ing if it is possible to home cure your own
jerky (primarily deer) without adding commercial cures?
Thanks for any info,
Sean
zxcvbob
The nitrites are not really necessary in jerky unless you want the jerky to
be red instead of brown. I really doubt the commercial mixes have
nitrates, but those are not necessary either. All you need is salt. (and
even the salt is debatable of you want to make it like the pioneers).
Minimalist recipe: I mix one teaspoon of salt and 1/2 to one teaspoon
brown sugar and a generous amount of fresh ground pepper per pound of lean
solid meat strips. Let it cure overnight in the fridge, then either
dehydrate it or smoke it until it is dry like leather. The jerky is not
cooked.
Check with a USDA or state college extention service to see what they say
about precautions against parasites if you're making jerky from wild game.
Since I use beef, I don't worry about it and I don't know the procedures.
Best regards,
Bob
Don Wiss
> The pioneers cured and consumed a lot of jerky without adding
>nitrates, so I'm wonder ing if it is possible to home cure your own
>jerky (primarily deer) without adding commercial cures?
I don't know about wild game, but for my pasture fed bison jerky I simply
sliced and dry. I sometimes kept it in the refrigerator, as I didn't always
dry it completely. Now I just make pemmican, and I simply slice and dry
very thoroughly. I use a temperature of 115 to 125 (depending on the
humidity). I've had some sitting around at room temperature for months, and
it is fine.
Don <donwiss at panix.com>.
Robert Barnett
they need is some idiot making homemade jerky and then dieing from it
because they did something wrong. By placing then nitrates in there to kill
everything it makes it harder for a law suite because then it is much more
likely a user problem.
Myself I just use soy sauce and my herbs and spices. I don't much care for
the taste or the salt content of the commercial products I think they over
do it.
Robert
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Ophelia
"Sean Elkins" <elk...@iglouxx.com> wrote in message
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I marinade my meat in strips and dehydrate it. It is delicious:) Because I
don't dry it till crisp I keep it in the fridge or freezer. There are many
different marinades but I will give you mine if you need it.
NO nitrates:)
Ophelia
Roy Basan
Nitrites/nitrates are added also to inhibit the growth of botulism
bacteria.
Preserved meats without it are a food safety risk.
Which would you prefer dying from food poisoning(botulism toxin is
among the most toxic known to man) or cancer(it is unlikely if you are
eating these meats occasionally) but perenially that will get you in
the end.
Roy.
zxcvbob
Preserving meat without nitrites *can* be a risk for botulism, but jerky is
made in thin strips that are exposed to lots of air. Even in a smoker I
don't see where you would get the anaerobic conditions necessary for the
jerky to become toxic. It's a little bit different than the center of a 5"
diameter bologna.
Best regards,
Bob
Don Wiss
>Nitrites/nitrates are added also to inhibit the growth of botulism
>bacteria.
Huh? Botulism is generally considered anaerobic, requiring no air to
thrive.
>Preserved meats without it are a food safety risk.
Botulism is a problem of improper canning, not from drying foods.
>Which would you prefer dying from food poisoning(botulism toxin is
>among the most toxic known to man) or cancer(it is unlikely if you are
>eating these meats occasionally) but perenially that will get you in
>the end.
There are about 27 foodborne botulism cases reported every year in the US.
Not all of them are fatal. There are hundreds of thousands of cancer cases
reported.
James A. Finley
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Please post your pemmican recipe.
Ambrose
different taste
Ambrose
I will try with brown sugar, I have never done it with sugar, I am
trying to use goat meat do you think it will work?
zxcvbob
I assume you mean salt and brown sugar. Yes, I think it will work just
fine -- as long as you like goat meat. Whatever taste the meat has will
get stronger.
Best regards,
Bob
KenCo
actually Goat tastes just like Deer (venison)
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> actually Goat tastes just like Deer (venison)
I have to disagree with that, but then the deer I cook most folks think is
beef when they are eating it. The only goat I've had, had a very gamey
taste; venison properly dressed doesn't have a gamey taste at all.
Genevieve in Mississippi
Michael
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Slightly OT but try making osso buco with the shanks ( most hunters use them
for ground beef ).
P Haine
Actually, well-butchered young goat tastes most like lamb, only not quite so
lamby. It's quite delicious and not at all gamey or fatty.
Peg (who has a freezer full of goat -- yum!)
Ambrose
wine and noone can ever tell it was goat or deer
Hwsboss
Well I dont though about anyone else, but my dad used to call jamaican curried
mutton "Curry Goat" and as far as I know, mutton and goat are interchangable
(when used in jamaican curry) and not everyone can tell the difference
Ambrose
Ambrose
it by just boiling peanut butter in water, say 2tablespoons peanut
butter in 1 cup water you can mix what ever sauce you like I just add
a bit of lemon
Blanche Nonken
> Does anyone have ways to cook goat meat besides what I suggusted?
Chili. I have a very frightening recipe for chili that takes two to
three days to prepare. On the other hand, Wesley Pitts' Venison Chili
is much easier, and works just as well with goat. You can probably
google "Wesley Pitts" "Venison Chili" and get the recipe.
I have eaten goat barbecued *and* raw at a Lebanese neighbor's party;
FYI raw goat is darkly flavored, kind of chewy in a rare steak-sort of
way, and not at all unpleasant. The style was to pick up a small cube
with a mint leaf, dip it gently in a dish filled with a mixture of
cinnamon and salt, and pop the whole thing in your mouth mint and all.
The cubes were about the size of your typical bit of sashimi. There
wasn't anything special done to the meat, just grilled kabob-style.
I've added a chunk or two of goat to beef stew; it makes it taste subtly
more "beefy."
Does all that help?
Brian Mailman
>
> Does anyone have ways to cook goat meat besides what I suggusted?
Do a web search on "Birria" the famous Mexican goat stew.
B/
Eric
>> to which I will add some comments.
>>three days to prepare. On the other hand, Wesley Pitts' Venison Chili
>>is much easier, and works just as well with goat. You can probably
>>google "Wesley Pitts" "Venison Chili" and get the recipe.
Ach, some names the knarly old goat himself!
I have often wonderd what became of Kathy after Welsey passed on.
Given the time of year .... a word from the old goat hisself is in order.
DATE:Nov 28-1993
FROM:WESLEY PITTS
SUBJ:A Christmas story
Joann has asked that we share family-type Christmas stories.
This was written by my Dad the year after my Mother passed away -- he
was living by himself, and of course all of us kids had grown up and
left the nest.
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The date was December 23, 1977. The weather was lousy. It was
cold with a drizzling rain, and from the looks of the sky, it was that
way all over the world. Oh well, it matched my mood. I didn't have my
shopping done (as usual), and I certainly didn't have the Christmas
spirit, but time was getting short, and I had taken the day off to see
how much I could get done to avoid the rush the next day. It was, as
Willie Nelson would say, "A Bloody Mary Morning".
I started by having lunch at a place called "The Ship's Wheel".
After a corned beef sandwich and a Bloody Mary, things looked somewhat
brighter, but not much. I really was down, and didn't know what to do
about it. The whole place was decked out in all of the traditional
decorations, and somewhere out of the ceiling came some carols, and
assorted seasonal songs. Bing Crosby was assuring me that all would be
well with a White Christmas, but I just couldn't quite get into the
mood.
As I sat there, I noticed a young boy, seven years old I found out
later...idly using soda straws and his imagination to pass away some
time. The manager told me that his name was Sean, that he was her son,
and that he was there with her until she could get some chores done. I
asked the usual questions about what he thought he was going to get for
Christmas, then if he had been to see Santa Claus. "Nope, my Mama
hasn't had time to take me yet."
It was obvious by the look in his eye and his small, quivering
voice that he didn't think he would get to see Santa before Christmas
this year.
"Can I borrow your son for awhile?" I asked his mother, and
assured her that we wouldn't be gone too long. I had a glimmer of an
idea, and all of a sudden my stock in my spirits jumped a couple of
points.
"First", I told Sean, "I have to stop by the Space Center to see a
man on some business. Have you ever been there?" The reply was again
negative, just didn't have the time, he explained. During this time
period, it was very easy to take a guest into the Mission Control
Center, and Sean was with me while I found the man I wanted to see.
Then I asked if he would like to sit in an astronaut's chair. The
disbelief in his eyes was plain, but when we went to the third floor,
into the actual Mission Operations Control Room, with all of the space
paraphernalia, and he sat in a chair labeled "CAPCOM", he was truly
excited.
After a brief tour, I told him that now we're going to see Santa Claus.
"I know him personally, you know, and when you talk to him today,
you have the genuine thing, a direct line to whatever it is you want
for Christmas. He is a very good friend of mine, and I think you'll
really like him."
Once again, I think I detected a note of disbelief in his eyes.
We went to a department store called "Foley's", where a former co-
worker (P. J. Quint, as a matter of fact) worked as Santa. At least he
had in previous years, and I sure kept my fingers crossed, hoping that
he would be on duty today. When we got into the long line, Santa's
castle was hidden from our view, and naturally, the line moved slowly.
Sean questioned me several times about whether I actually knew Santa or
not, and I continued to assure him that everything would be just as I
had told him. As we eased around the corner, P.J. spotted me. He
jumped up, ignoring the next little girl in line, and ran over to me,
throwing his arms around me like I was a long lost brother, "Frank, how
in the world are you? I'll bet it's been a year since I saw you".
Sean's face was completely aglow. His eyes were very wide.
"You do, you do, you really do know Santa Claus."
My stock jumped several more points. All of a sudden, I felt like
singing Jingle Bells and all of the other songs that had made me a bit
melancholy up to this point. All of a sudden, the weather wasn't
lousy, because if you have sunshine in your heart, the weather outside
doesn't really matter at all. All of a sudden, I felt GOOD. After a
brief stop at a toy store to pick up some supplies for a boy who could
hardly wait for the next two days to pass, and a run by the Dairy Queen
for a Coke & cone, I took Sean home. As I started to leave, he asked
if he could give me a hug, and while he had his arms
<The rest of the text is missing. Make up your own ending.>
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