Morrison's purchasing steak

[sand12]

On Saturday I went to Morrisons to purchase two pieces of steak I asked for 2 pieces from the meat in the display cabinet which looked very nice, the guy went and got 2 pieces from the back I said I would like the meat from the counter if look a lot nicer! to be told no this is nicer I was annoyed isn't that mis selling? the meat we ate on Saturday night was rubbish it was extremely fatty I'm very disappointed and I will never buy meat from Morrisions again has any1 had a similar experience?

"The meat was too red" Mwahahahah!!

They use pink lightbulbs to make it look redder - doh!

Ok. Seriously falling about laughing now. Is MN under attack from some outside collection of fuckwitted fuckwits?

YABU for buying meat from a supermarket - you don't know its provenance or quality which will be shite be it Asda or Waitrose. Farm shop or local butcher can pretty much tell you the name of the cow / pig / chicken, you will know how it has been reared etc and it will be nice meat, not supermarket rubbish.

Some of us can only afford supermarket rubbish

No, I don't eat meat.

I can recommend this as the perfect solution to all your poor quality, cruelly kept and abused-before-slaughtering dead cow problems.

:o

PS Please tell the Morrisons salesman that the meat was red because it contains blood.

Poor boy, maybe he needs a training course.

It's no more expensive at the butchers!

:( that's sad beertricks

Steak shouldn't be bright red, though. It should be dark.

True, that. Dark reddy-purple-blue with good yellow marbling. Mmmmm.

I don't want to know the provenance of the meat I eat. I rather eat anonymous supermarket rubbish than a chunk of Daisy the cow who lived in the field down the road, whose babies we fed grass to as we walked past. That'd give me nightmares.

Interesting to find someone on here who says that, Kladdkaka. IME most meat eaters on MN who have spoken about the moral issue of eating meat are comfortable with accepting that their dinner was once called Daisy and that Daisy once lived in a field with passers by offering her grass.

As a non meat eater I'm not too sure how I feel about that difference. Suppose it makes no odds to poor Daisy at the end of the day. :(

It's not always the case that butchers are more expensive than supermarkets.

omg I now feel sorry for daisy the cow who lived in the field down the road!!

I'd rather know that the cow, pig, chicken, horse or whatever other animal I eat had a good life than contributing to the suffering in darkened sheds.

I think it's horrible that for the consumer's peace of mind the animal it came from nowadays is so far removed from the meat on the consumers plate, that they can now completely stop thinking about the welfare of the animals whose flesh they eat.

If we are buying meat in morrisons I want it from the back!! its always far nicer if the butcher prepares it.

sand12 that's nothing. What about Larry the Lamb? Go to you local lambing farm and watch him being born and then go into the farm shop and buy one of his cousin's legs.

^

Can we have a go at all the other supermarkets now. Pleeeease! I hate them all, all of 'em!

Can we have a go at all the other supermarkets now. Pleeeease! I hate them all, all of 'em!

What, even Waitrose?!

I have never managed to buy a decent bag of mussels from Waitrose. But I've never written a letter of complaint about it to them, so I feel rather hypocritical spouting off about that here.

Will that do? Is it that a strongly enough worded rant?

YES! Even the sainted Waitrose.

I work for a supermarket supplier and they are all BASTARDS! Bastards I tell you.

Mind you the ladies in the Waitose accounts payable dept are very nice.

Here's another: I like to buy British meat. Only Waitrose and Morrisons appear to offer mainly/exclusively British.

But I never go to Tesco nor ASDA so I could be talking bollocks.

You'd be better of if it was daisy the cow from down the road! At least you could see she looks happy!

My brother goes on his bicycle to a farm that sells eggs and he goes and peers at the hens to make sure they look cheerful. Bless

sand12 you have learnt a valuable lesson which is don't allow yourself to be fobbed off. Now the next time it happens, you will be able to firmly say which ones you want and not be sent packing with the ones you don't want. We live and learn etc etc.