There’s no place like Ne­braska for beef

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I had to chuckle when I read a re­cent story in China Daily about how Terry Branstad, the new US am­bas­sador to China, had a wish ful­filled shortly af­ter ar­riv­ing in Bei­jing to take up his new post.

It seems that Branstad, the for­mer gov­er­nor of the US state of Iowa, had re­marked to a Chi­nese trade del­e­ga­tion vis­it­ing Iowa be­fore his de­par­ture that he sure would like to have some US beef once he got to Bei­jing.

China had just re­newed im­ports of US beef since a ban was im­posed in 2003 fol­low­ing a mad cow dis­ease scare, and Branstad wanted to get his fork into the good stuff.

As China Daily duly noted,

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his “wish came true when Branstad had prime rib from Ne­braska to cel­e­brate the re­turn of US beef to China”.

That’s right — Ne­braska beef, not Iowa.

I hail from Ne­braska. There’s a ri­valry be­tween neigh­bors Ne­braska and Iowa that mostly in­volves beef, corn, wheat and foot­ball. But beef is the meat and pota­toes of the friendly ri­valry, and, in my hum­ble opin­ion, Ne­braska wins hands (or hoofs) down.

For starters, Ne­braska, not Iowa, is home to the world­fa­mous Omaha Steaks. When I was grow­ing up in Omaha — the city on the river that di­vides Ne­braska and Iowa — we of­ten drove past the cat­tle stock­yards, which at that time stretched clear to the hori­zon along L Street (al­though the stench in sum­mer from feeder lots and pack­ing houses went far be­yond).

Beef, to put it mildly, is in our blood. Ac­cord­ing to the Ne­braska Beef Coun­cil, “Cat­tle out­num­ber Ne­braskans nearly 4 to 1.” Ad­di­tion­ally, it says, “Nearly 5 mil­lion head are fin­ished and mar­keted in Ne­braska” each year, com­pared with fewer than 2 mil­lion in Iowa.

As a teen, when I hap­pily flipped burg­ers at Omaha’s very own Bronco’s Burg­ers (whose cheese­burg­ers, by the way, War­ren Buf­fett him­self is said to ap­pre­ci­ate), we got our fresh ground beef, the best I’ve ever seen or tasted, each morn­ing from Ak­sar­ben Beef. In case you hadn’t no­ticed, that’s Ne­braska (not Iowa) spelled back­ward.

So, be­ing a true Ne­braska Corn­husker (corn is an­other trade­mark of the state, and it just so hap­pens that qual­ity beef is corn- or grass-fed), I nat­u­rally had a good laugh when I read the re­cent Page 1 ar­ti­cle about Iowa’s vis­it­ing agri­cul­tural del­e­ga­tion.

It was heart­warm­ing to know that Branstad, whose state can brag quite rightly of hav­ing a spe­cial place in the heart of Pres­i­dent Xi Jin­ping, was none­the­less up­staged right here in Bei­jing by the true beef cham­pion — Ne­braska.

None­the­less, good-na­tured prime rib­bing aside, I join many Chi­nese in be­ing glad that Branstad, the “Iowa nice” gen­tle­man who was the long­est-run­ning gov­er­nor in US his­tory, won the am­bas­sador­ship to Bei­jing.

Af­ter all, he and I both hail from the heart­land of Amer­ica, and it’s good to know the na­tion shares its bread­bas­ket, and beef brisket, with its good friend China.

I’ve cer­tainly got no beef with that.

Con­tact the writer at jameshealy@ chi­


A bee and an ant feed on chamomile nec­tar in a field on the out­skirts of Minsk, Be­larus, on Fri­day.

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