It's Raining Meat

When I saw today's topic to write about on another site: What's the strangest thing you've ever found in the street? I couldn't help but laugh and realized I hadn't shared this yet.

Last week, I went to retrieve some items out of the outside freezer. There was a package of hamburger in there with a label from a different butcher than all the other meat. I assumed hubby had received it as a tip, which is not that uncommon. I grabbed it up and brought it in to thaw out. As I was cooking supper later that day, Allen comes home and sees I'm frying up hamburger for burritos and asks, "Did you find that extra package of hamburger in the freezer outside?" I told him that was what we were having, and that I hoped it was ok for me to use. He then tells me all excitedly, "I found it in the street outside my shop yesterday." WHAT?! "It should be fine, it was still completely frozen and I had just been outside so it must have fallen off someone's car or something."

Now while, I do love me some free stuff, random meat in the middle of the road is not one of them. When I thawed it out, it was still pink/red inside, it didn't smell funny and the butcher was local, however...it was still from the middle of the street. Allen was the only one who ate the burritos the 1st night and since he survived, he got to eat them the 2nd night in the form of enchiladas. I just couldn't get over the facts of the case to join him.