I generally do not want to review a food place after one visit. But I need to comment on Primal with a newly very happy beef-filled belly. Now mind you, I am not a beef fan, nor have I been accurately labeled a devoted carnivore. I don't eat meat often -- I don't crave it and I know a dinner plate filled with vegetables will keep me healthier than meat. And those sorry plastic-wrapped packages at the supermarket lead my thoughts to Temple Grandin and the horrid conditions in slaughterhouses and the overflowing lagoons of pig waste in North Carolina, and then I head to the produce section empty-handed.
But of course I did not keep to the vegetable path today or I would not be at the keypad now. I was in Stuyvesant Plaza today and saw the Primal storefront sign and thought: hmm, I think I heard something about a prime meat market opening up. (I NEVER go to Clifton Park. I have nothing to add on that score.)
Primal. Walk in to a big meat display case, as I would expect. A nicely appointed, airy and bright space. And meat. Not an overwhelming amount, but a good stock. It all looked pretty good.
There was prime and there was choice beef. Some nice pinky porky chops. Meatballs and some kinda burger, in front of which I talk/flirted with a nice male business-suited fellow customer who was boosting them as kid-endorsed for his grilling obsession.
I don't dislike meat per se, but I do dislike the texture of hamburger/ground beef. So I opted for some marinated "tri-tips" which is a new-fangled butchering term that may or may not have butchering meaning (it's sirloin I was told).
Back at home, I popped a couple pieces under the broiler and cooked up some side vegetables I picked up separately -- they need a green market, I say. Results: DELICIOUS! Soul satisfying. So I need to endorse Primal.
I don't think the experience will turn me into a craven daily carnivore (no offense you know who you are), but I see the light if you're into it. I bought some chicken breasts because how can one not at $2.99/lb -- I'm told a Monday regular special -- particularly since those boneless breasts were sitting next to beautiful pale whole chickens.
They know what they're doing here at least in buying; Service was "eh". I interacted with several of the guys (all guys) behind the meat counter and almost all didn't know stuff like what the marinade was that the meat in front of them/me was; what's in the house marinade. Duh, you'd think that would be day 1 training, but maybe day 1-1/2? Or perhaps they bring in the B team on Monday and they can't read a sign, or post one?
Anyway, a longwinded way of saying/typing that this is a very, very good meat market of the new hipster school of butchering, which I endorse heartily and I would gladly help keep in business if I ate meat more than a few times a month and trekked to Albany more, which I have no intention of doing. (There's Guido's and Meat Market in Great Barrington, and all roads lead to Guido's for moi!)
Enjoy the meat/pig fest! Good job Primal! read more