
Then yesterday, my quest ended. I happened into a meat shop on business, and lo and behold, they bring in local beef. They dry age their beef. For a really long time. And they were cutting it the next morning. The butcher? Dave over at Ben’s Meat & Deli. Anyone else dry aging their beef for 3 weeks to fill their retail-over-the-counter case? Not that I know of. They don’t even label it as such that I noticed. The stuff I picked up Dave figures was 25-26 days. Apparently they get it 18 days dry aged from the farm.

Providing it tastes as good as it looks and feels, I may be flogging their beef an awful lot. An awful, awful lot. Not that they’re not busy enough already. They cut a dry aged animal like this every few days, and during special order season, do many, many head. The first time I walked in there they had 3 staff moving behind the counter to satisfy the lineup at 2pm on a Wednesday.
Ah, I’m so happy. Braised dry-aged beef and Bordeaux, here I come. Over. And over. Oh, and if you wondering: why dry-aged? Tenderness, and complexity of flavor. Two very, very good reasons to dry age.