I do enjoy the flavor of grass-fed, but unfortunately, I have gotten too many tough, chewy grass-fed steaks. I concede that I have gotten some excellent grass-fed steaks, but by far the majority should be ground up for hamburger. And before anyone jumps on me, I never get anything less than choice. I think this grass-fed phenomenon is just marketing to get us to be satisfied with more cheaply produced meat. If I were to put on my foil hat, I would say it is a plot designed to convince people that they really don't like red meat (afterall, they tried grass-fed and it sucked), so they will turn into vegan zombies. And another thing, I know it is labeled "choice" but 30 years ago, choice steaks were marbled and were tender. Heck, some of the prime steaks I see now wouldn't have passed for choice back then. We've not only got grade inflation in our schools, but it is right there in our meat departments. And dang it, what's the deal with the hair these young whippersnappers have? In my day, we had proper colors like brown and black and blonde and even a few gingers. Nobody would go around with blue hair unless they had an accident at the hair salon, and then they'd wear a hat for the next two months, so as not to offend anyone else's sensibilities. Now if they have an accident with the peroxide, they just wear it proudly, not caring who they offend. And they have to be driven absolutely everywhere. In my day, if we needed to go somewhere, we just walked. We didn't care if it was 10 miles and 110* outside, we did it. Heck, when I was in first grade, I walked two miles to school by myself. It didn't matter that it was 110* out with three feet of snow, we did it. I didn't have my mommy holding my hand either. She was off to work herself. We didn't have the schoolbus stop at our front door and roll out a red carpet like they do now for precious. I think this grass-fed beef has made these people weak, weak and lazy. :tsk: