A lesson from an old timer at the St. Paul meat market
About 15 years ago, I was working the counter and this older guy, a retired butcher, watched me struggle to break down a pork shoulder. He didn't say anything for a while, just watched. Then he leaned over and said, 'Kid, you're fighting the bone. Let the knife find the seam.' He showed me once, his hands were steady as a rock. I still think about that every time I pick up a boning knife. Anyone else have a simple piece of advice that just stuck?