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Midwest | My dad worked at a small town grocery store in high school. Think early to mid 1950's.
He said every Friday, the owner of the grocery store would drive to a packing house in Omaha in his station wagon. He had a special built box for the back of the station wagon.
The grocery store owner would return with half of a bull carcass in the back of the station wagon. He said that he and the butcher would spend all Friday night and most of Saturday in the basement of the store grinding the bull carcass into hamburger. The store had a Saturday special, three pounds of hamburger for a dollar. Dad could remember carrying big tubs of hamburger up the stairs. It would sell about as fast as they could grind it.
He said the people never complained about it. He said he helped grind a lot of hamburger from bull carcasses, literally tons of it, in the years he worked at the store.
Edited by HuskerMedic 2/6/2026 21:26
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Burgering a finished steer
