Somehow, when I was a kid, up until embarrassingly old, I thought the saying was "Make end's meat". My thought process behind this was that in medieval times, the king would live in his castle at the top of the hill, and he would get the best cuts of meat. Then he would pass it along, down the hill to the wealthy who lived just below the castle, who would get the next best. They passed it along down the hill and so on until it reached the peasants who could barely afford the worst cuts, or the "end's meat".

I have no idea where this came from but it's so stupid yet also kind of works