The trussing system is kind of an homage to one of the old (REAL) butcher shops I used to go to with my father, they had huge cones that were fed down from loops on the 16’ ceiling. There was a shelf with six or eight big cones. When one showed core, they cut it off and tied on the next one. My Dad had done many jobs to make ends meet before I was born (last of 6 kids) Fuller Brush man, butcher at Kroger’s, shoe salesman, electrician, night manager at the “Kalamazoo Inn” school teacher. And the list goes on.
My Dad was a recipe following devotee, my mother was…”less so” so, between them I learned a lot about reading a recipe and comprehending not wanting to go back to the store four times. Dad would have laughed hard about the twine delivering system then, had me install one for him on my next visit. I wish I could. I miss cooking with/for my parents every day!
