A few weeks ago I had an ephipany while cooking dinner…I pulled the baked chicken out of the oven and thought, “I fed this chicken as a baby chick, I watched it grow in pasture, I had a part in butchering it, and now I’m cooking it to serve for dinner! It’s come full circle!”
This might seem commonplace for anyone that’s farmed for their whole life, but for someone like me that has only been doing this for a short time, it was an amazing realization. It’s comforting to know where my food was raised, what it ate, and how it was cared for!
Since the majority of our culture is disconnected from where food actually comes from and how it’s raised, I thought I would provide a little insight…For the next couple of months I will follow the life of a broiler chicken raised on pasture and I’ll call it “The Broiler Biography”
We got a new batch of baby chicks a few days ago, so here’s week 1…