We had dinner at a friend’s new homestead recently, and I can not resist posting a few pictures. Something about kids on a farm is just so charming.My usually timid middle man had a chicken in his arms almost all night-he did put it down to feed the lambs though.
These folks are brave. I admire them for creating a direct relationship to their food-the experience certainly gave me pause when I marinated twelve drumsticks the following night.
As for us city slickers, we are happy to visit!