In our attempts to live a little more lightly on the earth, the wise and bearded one procured grassfed meat from local farmers for us. A lot of grassfed meat. This weekend included a trip to the Farmers Market to pick up the pork and a trip to some little town outside of Salem to pick up the beef. We now have enough meat in our Amish freezer to survive months (years?).
The dogs are inordinately interested in the smoked pork products.
Nate is inordinately interested in the “jowl bacon”.