william's recovery is entirely remarkable, much attributed to pemmican, i think?
my intestines are apparently extremely sensitive, there are very few foods i can eat and not have horrible pains that leave me afraid to eat. i've tried pemmican after reading that it is among the easiest to digest/absorb, supposedly even a baby can eat as a beginning food. it is a horribly deleterious food for me... idk, i wish it weren't, it's so convenient and i think it tastes good too. pemmican tears my insides horribly.
Very strange that the most easily digested and safest food I have tried could cause any distress.
Guesses why: Meat - I get grass-fed organic grass-finished beef from a farmer who tells me that unlike his so-called organic neighbours, he controls weeds in the pasture by plowing and seeding. They spray herbicides. Normally, you must ask, because they won't volunteer this kind of info.
The oxen look healthy and lean. I don't know what breed they are.
The meat comes wrapped in 5 to 8 lb. muscle sections. I ate lots of pemmican made of ground beef, but I'd rather not. Taste.
the grind - presently I grind jerky with a Tasin 108 grinder and a small-hole plate, which makes jerky into a fluffy powder. It was gritty when I first made it in a Green Life juicer. I recently read on ZIOH that traditional pounding with rocks is easy and quick, and makes a mostly fluffy powder. This might be the best way.
The drying conditions - traditionally slices of meat were flung over tree branches, or sticks, (peeled or not I don't know - it might make a difference) in the warm dry outside air of the area of Rocky Mountain House, presently Alberta. I don't think that temperatures there ever go over 100°F. Other parameters such as air pressure, electrical field density or character etc. will have an effect on what kind of microbes and fungi/yeast grow on the jerky. I sometimes see a white "bloom" on some of the jerky, looks the same as on grapes or wild blueberries. Emotional/mental/spiritual attitudes while drying might have an influence - Amerindians had ceremonial ritual for lots of things - and they didn't do them because they were stupid.
Rate of air flow.
Most people don't dry the meat enough in the beginning.
Is
all the fat gone from the meat? When I grind it, I eat the rare fatty ends, never grind them. Tasty!
Tools - I use a plain high-carbon knife for cutting partly frozen solid muscle sections. I have stainless steel knives, but do not use them for this because I've read that they leave molecules of the alloy in the cut surface of the meat. The component metals include chromium, a poison, and nickel, a very serious poison. (this from a blurb by a seller of stone (flint or obsidian) surgical scalpels. It also claimed that incisions made with stone scalpels heal significantly quicker than those made with metal scalpels).
Air quality - Duh! (meaning I don't know what's in it) - I live downwind of thousands of miles of the vast boreal forest of Canada, which stretches all the way to the Beaufort Sea. Must be cleaner even than high Arctic air, because the snow water does not taste of cat piss, as it always did there.
Fat - I get grass-finished fat (yellow) maybe once/year, otherwise it's back fat from cattle fed who-knows-what that the butcher near a small town in the Ottawa valley gets. I don't know what he does to it, but it gave me the shits when I ate it raw.
Cut into ~1" chunks with the same plain steel high-carbon knife,
put in big
enamel pot
electric oven at ~200°F
ignore for ~24 hours
pour off tallow through a sieve lined with a double layer of paper towel
(squeeze,squash poke and abuse to get the last of the precious tallow out of the solids)
pour into another big enamel pot.
Burn the solids in my wood furnace. I tried eating some after someone at ZIOH said they tasted good - I put a squeeze of lemon juice and and little salt on and it tasted OK and make me seriously sick.
Store in glass jars, covered with evil plastic lids, re-heat to liquid <104°F
Mix in enamel bowl with a wooden spoon.
Tried this on a family cat (no fool I!
); he loves it and bugs me for it every time I visit; I feed him a little and he then eats all his crappy commercial cat-food breakfast. He has diabetes.
So when pemmican bothers someone, I wonder what was done to it. Pity that there isn't any standardized that we could all try.
It is not simple stuff.