Nature already solved the problem — it’s called a steak.

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September 6, 2025

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Coot Salute:
To all you sharp-tongued, sharp-witted folks who refuse to go soft just because the calendar says so — this one’s for you.

Howdy Friend,

You ever notice how the loudest folks preaching “plant-based only” are usually the same ones who look like they’d lose a wrestling match with a garden hose? Bless their hearts. Listen, I don’t have a “beef” with fruits and veggies — they’ve got their place on the plate. But let’s not forget: your brain is a hungry critter, and it don't run on kale smoothies.

Here’s the science in plain English: your brain is made up of about 60% fat, and it demands high-quality fats and proteins to stay sharp. Beef is loaded with omega-3s (the stuff that builds cell membranes in your noggin), B vitamins (which keep your nervous system humming), heme iron (the kind your brain actually absorbs, not the kind in spinach), and creatine (the molecule that fuels your neurons so you don’t burn out mid-thought). Toss in a good helping of saturated fat, and suddenly you’ve got the raw materials to keep your memory, focus, and mood running like a well-oiled tractor.

Meanwhile, the “plant-based only” crowd keeps pushing soy patties and oat milk like they’re going to rewire human biology overnight. Trouble is, no matter how many lentils you stack on your plate, your body still has to work overtime trying to turn that into the nutrients beef delivers in one bite. Nature already solved the problem — it’s called a steak.

You want to stay quick on the draw into your 60s and beyond? Eat like your great-grandparents did: meat at the center, veggies on the side, pie if you’ve earned it. Fire, fat, and meat are what made us human — and they’re what’ll keep you acting like a firecracker instead of a damp candle.

That’s why we raise beef the old way out here at 2 Coots Ranch. No shortcuts — just honest meat that keeps your brain firing and your belly full.

So if you’re ready to stock the freezer with something that’ll keep you sharper than a tack and tougher than boot leather, now’s the time:

👉 Fill your freezer with a bulk beef box today.
Because being a smarty pants at 60 starts with what’s on your plate today.

Stay sharp, stay stubborn,
Phil



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