You know you're a wood hoarder when....

You know you're a wood hoarder when you are inspecting the grain on a piece of stew meat and trying to decide what the best angle to split it with an axe would be.

 

good one!

 

when.....


You hear a distant chainsaw, knowing a potential score might be at hand.

You walk your woodyard for nothing more than to admire your stacks, knowing the effort you put in.

You shake your head at the prices of bundled wood outside of stores.

When you view the tree service folks as being sacred, and most definitely as family.

 

You need to find a butcher that has a better grade of Cow!! LOL

 

Miss redneck says mine is still mooing and trying to walk off my plate when I have steak so an axe may not be a bad choice for me

 

...when your friends and family roll their eyes when you start to talk about firewood.

 

Redneckchevy So you order your steaks by telling them to just bring it up to body temperature and call it good

 

I can relate Mike!

 

One of my favorite sayings is cut off the horns wipe its butt and put it on my plate

 

My dad would tell the person taking the order to just wave it at the fire.

 

Run a flashlight over it and bring it out.

 

Run it around the pasture once to warm it, knock the hooves & horns off & serve it.

 

My grandmother used to say rare it’s walked by a fire a few times in its life!!

 

My dad in restaurants would tell the waitress just sear it please. Many times they would come back and ask him again. He would say “heat your spider white hot, throw it in there for one minute each side then throw it on my plate”.

My dad called a cast iron frying pan a spider.

 

If you can't grill a steak, cast iron is the only way to go!