Meat a Marx

This is Garrett, my “little” brother.  Take away the tats and the buff job on that skull, and make him smaller … you’d pretty much think he was me.  That is, so long as you didn’t see what he was eating.  Here he’s cooking up some new zealand grass fed burgers for the NJ office to try.

Garrett Marx

Garrett is a hard core carnivore.  Me, not so much.  I was supposed to be.  All three of us were raised to be.

My pops put me to work in the family slaughterhouse during summers starting when I was 11 and before that … well, you can probably trace the male Marx lineage back to the beginning of the butcher profession.

I used to hate vegetarians.  And then I married one.

I think Tara saw me as her life’s greatest project (and I have made it my life’s greatest project to make sure that her project never ends).  Noone believes me, but I really did choose to stop eating meat on my own.  Seriously.  Anyway, these days we are both eating meat, she more than me.

I tend to consume meat as a flavoring … in quantities kind of like the pepperoni on the pizza.  Garrett would probably love someone to invent a pizza crust made of pepperoni with nice little bread disks on top.  Put our diets together and you would probably have something closer to what the USDA says you should eat.

You’ll meet our middle bro Keith later … you might see him climbing a coconut tree like a monkey … I hear that he has some good videos from the amazing trip-of-a-lifetime honeymoon in Bora Bora that he just got back from.   The three of us couldn’t be more different or more similar at the same time.  One thing’s for sure … we share a common mission: make sure that the 5th generation of the family business creates something prosperous for the 6th!

And, since you have read this far … Garrett told me that he has a half-dozen grass-fed black angus new zealand beef burgers for the first blogger who emails me to tell me that she wants to take them for a test drive and share her thoughts on her blog.  My email is justin at marxfoods dot com.  It is a brand new product … and Garrett would love some feedback.

Oh wait, Garrett does eat things that aren’t meat.  I bet others in the office can’t wait to use those palm plates now, G.

4 Replies to “Meat a Marx”

  1. You have one crazy family Justin. I mean, I do too. So I can commiserate. If you still need someone to get that beef off your hands…I could totally be that girl.

  2. I am just getting started, Joanne. Stick around and you’ll meet some more characters. Since a bunch of them work for the family business, I consider them fair game. 😉 Christo already claimed the burgers … stay tuned … I have a lot of delicious stuff planned for between now and the holidays.

  3. Love those pictures of Garrett!! I would definitely eat that meet as beef tartar if you let me 🙂

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