I love their golden yolked eggs, packed with nutrients...as the hens get to roam the farm; on one particular visit I was enchanted to find a head of cabbage dangling like a tire swing in the vacinity of the hens....how clever, I thought, green veggies to tantalize the "ladies"!
On a gray Sunday mormning in "Spring" there is no better cure than a trip to the barn to scratch young and fuzzy cow faces and wooly lamb muzzles to get me out of my winter funk. I leave Meadow Mist with a bag full of marrow bones for making a rich stock to aide my family in detoxing (as the fast paced American life is TOXIC) and add flavor to my stews. I re-enter my kitchen with a spring in my step...inspired to make a yummy Indian dish with ground Local Lamb from Madhur Jaffreys cookbook...my favorite. Thanks to a trip down the dirt road, my family and I have slowed down and are taken care of for today.