FTC Note: At no time did I request or receive any compensation or discounts from Primal Your Local Butcher for this blog post. This blog post is written by me and is of my personal opinion.
Last Wednesday, a story broke in the local media that a local ophthalmologist visited a local butcher shop in Saratoga Springs. At the time, the butcher shop, like all businesses in New York State, were under a mask mandate – customers needed to be masked up when entering the business. The butcher shop asked the ophthalmologist to wear a mask upon his entry into the shop.
The ophthalmologist had a problem with this. He would not wear a mask, and he then started accusing the butcher shop of some very vile things. So vile, in fact, that he is now suing the butcher shop for $250,000 over the incident.
No, seriously. He’s suing the butcher shop because the butcher shop told him to wear a mask when entering their place of business.
The ophthalmologist, David Kwiat, claimed that the butcher shop, Primal Your Local Butcher, violated medical ethics by telling him to wear a mask. He claims that by telling him to wear a mask, Primal made a medical prescription, which caused them to practice medicine without a license, which is a felony in New York.
So in a situation like this … I decided it’s time for me to make a statement on the matter.
I called my local Primal, the one in Stuyvesant Plaza.
And I ordered some meats. Chicken breasts, pork chops, a sweet-looking bacon-wrapped meatloaf, and half a pound of Japanese A5 Wagyu steak. And I’m getting it delivered to my home this Saturday, I’m willing to wait out the storm so that I can get tasty eats from Primal. Hell, they’re even vacuum-sealing the proteins so that I can freeze them now and enjoy them later.
Yeah, that’s right. I said Japanese A5 Wagyu steak. The best-tasting steak ever created. It’s “Pittsburgh Steelers win the Super Bowl and you celebrate dinner with Lynda Carter” tasting steak.
Now, no disrespect meant to Dr. David Kwiat. But … come on. Primal’s following the rules set out by New York State. And they’re also setting out rules in terms of food safety and cleanliness. This isn’t some cosplay recreation of an Upton Sinclair novel. I’ve had Primal meats before, and they’re delicious. The pieces are well-trimmed and they offer a variety of spices and rubs.
And as far as I’m concerned, Primal is part of my holy trinity of butcheries – right up there with Rolf’s Pork Store in Albany, and Fred the Butcher in Halfmoon.
I’ve said this before. Businesses have rules they must follow. If you don’t like the rules, don’t shop there. And don’t have a temper tantrum when someone asks you to at least follow the rules.
But yeah. The ophthalmologist made me realize that I’m desirous of fresh-trimmed beef, chicken and pork. And I’m even willing to operate within health guidelines (and weather guidelines) to enjoy these delicacies.
Oh, and one more thing I purchased at Primal. See, they also had a nice sale on choice cut rib-eye steak.
I definitely saw that coming.
Heard about this moron on the radio. Someone check his car for a MAGA hat.
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You can’t fix stupid
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Mr. Ophthalmologist has got it backwards: by refusing to wear a mask he is violating regulations and endangering public health. Not only is his lawsuit a nuisance one, he should have his license to practice permanently revoked. His anti-mask stance is a good indication that he never bothers to sterilize any equipment in his office.
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BTW my ophthalmologist’s office has a sign on the door stating the mandatory masking policy – amended with the words “no we don’t want to discuss it”.
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Many thanks to “Doctor” David Kwiat for the free advertising he gave to Primal Butchers as I am now aware of where I can shop after the local one moved out of Clifton Park.
It is disturbing that anyone with the title of “Doctor” does not understand a simple, basic health precaution which has been proven for at least a century. I hope the NYS Dept. of Health inspects his practice frequently and rigorously for the sake of his patients, of which I will never be myself.
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