The ladies are not slowing down anytime soon. It will be definitely an egg Christmas around here! (lots of baking, egg gift giving and egg breakfasts for guests).
Lets take time to find a farmer who cares and direct our money elsewhere then the Butterball from the grocery store and chose our meat that actually had a life. A life that was respected from the pip of the egg to the humane slaughter. It feels so self satisfying to be a farmer and be able to cherish life and respect the meat that goes into my family's bellies. I will sure savour and cherish my heritage turkey stuffed with a our own sausage dressing this Christmas and might even shed a tear or two because, the gift of raising your own meat and growing your own vegetables to share with your loved ones is an amazing gift.
Egg nog anyone?
