I'm not so worried about the stuff they find like this.  It's the stuff that doesn't get found and continues to be sold while people lull themselves into the idea what they eat is of a higher quality.
 
Congratulations to the authorities in place that detect this kind of practice which goes undetected many places outside the UK.  We have a good record of being looked down on for finding practises that occur elsewhere but people remain oblivious to because for reasons of economics people don't blow the whistle as enthusiastically as they should.
 
 
Added to that the horsemeat used here is probably of a better quality than the approved offal passed off as beef that is thrown into this type of 'budget' product.  It's just likely made from older animals that haven't been pumped up with all the hormones and who knows what that makes the beef nice and plump prematurely before it's slaughtered. A cows sphincter to me doesn't seem any more appealing than a horses, each to their own though I suppose.
Yammy!...

Go to a restaurant in Paris, select "Steak" from the menu - you'll get horsemeat.

If you want a regular steak as we know it, you have to select Beefsteak

I hear horse meat tastes like chicken.....only stringier and chewier....    

I think I heard about a plan to allow horse meat here in the US.... could already be in some places.... it's meat...why not? Like a cow, goat, chicken, or hog... 

as far as the processed stuff..... anything you buy in the store, that comes from most farms and has the FDA stamp on it will have been fed a controlled diet, injected with antibiotics, and growth hormones, most likely. That's simply how they do it. 

Specialized organic/hormone free/antibiotic free/free range farms sell their meats but generally not in the chain supermarkets. One about 30 miles from here sells direct from the farm store. 

The other option is the path of the hunter..... kill it and grill it. the wild animals are 100% free range and drug free. 

When I was a kid, we couldn't afford horse steak.  We ate worn out saddles.  At least, that's what it tasted like when it finished burning.  Back then, the world did not contain enough chemicals to make that taste "Meatish", so we made do with buckets of ketchup. 

You'd dunk your steak/char-brick/toxic waste in the ketchup, turn your head so the resulting green cloud wouldn't choke you or burn your eyes too badly, and let it soak for a few minutes.  If you were lucky, it would dissolve and you wouldn't have to eat it.  Unfortunately, that almost never happened.  There was no point in trying to cut the steak.  I can't recall how many knives we broke trying to cut it into bite sized pieces.  Instead, you'd stifle your gag reflex and intentionally put the "food" in your mouth.  Sure enough, your vomit tasted better.  Still, that sort of thing typically led to a very loud and somewhat violent confrontation at the dinner table, so you tried to avoid it if possible.  You could suck on it like a Poisonous Ash-Cicle, but that was just delaying the inevitable.  Biting into it was not within the realm of possibility, so you'd settle for wrestling with it, trying to either tear off a piece or rip off your own jaw so you wouldn't have to eat this ever again.  The latter option was usually my preference.  In the extremely unlikely event that you managed to chip off a chunk small enough to swallow, doing so would forever burn into your psyche a deeper understanding of the word, "Regret".

I look forward to dining on horse soon.

Soup of the day!

Guitarhacker

wild animals are 100% free range and drug free. 

Game taken by surprise is usually good sweet meat.

Game taken on the run is tainted with a high dosage of sour adrenaline that accompanies panic.


Of course this adrenaline is also present in all the meat acquired from the conveyor belt system where animals panic as they witness their colleagues being killed.


Some of us vegetarians think that adrenaline is bad for you. :-)






Only the really good hunters and the most thoughtful farmers know what a good clean piece of meat tastes like.




best regards,
mike

The Postman ate horse and ate his donkey or jackass, I don't recall which.

The difference was he knew when he was eating horse meat.
Makes sense one would need to be told if it wasn't a familiar meal.

Unlike some of the stories I post here, this one contains no exaggeration or creative license.

I knew a teacher (in my immediate family) when I was in high school who worked during the summer at the stockyards.  He loved his work there and he'd describe his day in extremely graphic detail.  There was one man there who had a very unique job.  He had a long stick or a baseball bat and he would stand near the ramp leading into a corral.  When hogs were unloaded down the ramp and into the corral, he would break their noses.  This was not a calm and quiet process.

The stated reason for this activity was that hogs with broken noses don't fight.  That means no meat lost due to hog on hog violence. 

I'm not sure what that did to their adrenaline levels, but his always seemed pretty high.

sharke


http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-europe-21034942

It never reins...neigh, it pours!

It's all a part of a conspiracy that the Royals are all innocent and don't know nothing! When it comes to money, a lot of morals go away ... specially in the old days of robbing South Africa and many other countries!

I just checked in the freezer for the Tesco's burgers i bought the other day...








"....annnnnnnnd they're off".