This was an unplanned Meat Adventure but when the opportunity knocks one must seize the moment. I actually was at the Livermore Farmers Market and I parked a block away from the Livermore Butcher Shop. This was a nice local butcher for the people of Livermore. It is a small shop but packed full of meaty delights. There was a lot of employees present to handle any rush of customers. When I walked through the doors I was a little blown away by the selection of meats and accompaniments. The left refrigerator case started with house made sausages.. Moving counter clockwise the nest two cases had various cuts of premium pork, beef and lamb. The final separate refrigerator was dedicated to game.
Mustards, sauces, oils and vinegars aligned the busy shop shelves in the center of the store. It was a little overwhelming because there were so many food items that caught my eye. I initially scanned the refrigerator cases, then the condiment selection and repeated. My instincts brought me to the house made sausage case. Now I had to decide which flavor out of almost a dozen diffenrent flavors. The clerk was patient answering my questions.
I ultimately chose an Italian sausage and a Southwestern sausage. The Southwestern pork sausage is pictured. It had mild chile and cheese throughout. It was spiced with cumin, oregano, cilantro and various other spices. It had a very comforting and warm (not pepper hot) flavor. Ms. Goofy complimented the snap of the casing.
We will return to Livermore Butcher Shop to explore more of their meat offerings. I was pleasantly surprised and not prepared for this meat adventure. I could return for just the selection of mustards they carry. The locals are lucky to have the Livermore Butcher Shop.
Weird- I was just looking at that butcher shop for tonight's prime steak and adjacent lunch opportunities. When I got tired of that I visited MMG as I do and lo and behold, you posted about that very shop today.
Now I consider it my cosmic duty to undertake the journey to Livermore (provided I can find a suitable lunch excuse for going out there).
Sundays Farmers Market is a good excuse. The Livermore Farmers Market has plenty of food opportunities and in fact should be renamed "Livermore Food Market w/a couple of vegetables thrown in to sound P.C.". That is my story and I am sticking too it.
P.S. I wish I was in Susanville for KCBS this weekend but I am dogsitting and we have painters mulling about. Ms. Goofy and her sister are there.
I love places like that but they are virtually absent around these parts. I have a tendency to want one of everything when I do find one.
That sounds like an awesome place Chiliebrown. It's easier to buy game here in TX than it was in Socal. Zia and I have come to really love smoking a pheasant. We gace a local butcher that devotes about 8ft of wall space to just smoking woods. Which reminds me I'm running out of sweet maple. I need to make a trip here soon. Maybe a pheasant will throw itself into my basket while I'm there 😂
Zio, Game on.
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