They will rebuild the ruined cities and live in them. They will plant vineyards and drink their wine; they will make gardens and eat their fruit.
The lamb legs that were set down in salt last Saturday and the Saturday before (that is, February 21 and 28) were supposed to be rinsed and either hung or re-salted on March 7, but, alas, the National Guard continues to ruin everything. It was a drill weekend. So we didn't get to that project… Continue reading Salt Cured Lamb, continued.
The last lamb we slaughtered was a difficult and frustrating process. The kill was quick and humane, but a single slip of the knife early in the dressing process resulted in slicing the achilles tendon and dropping the carcass, then a difficult skinning, which in turn delayed evisceration, resulting in the stomach falling and rupturing.… Continue reading Lamb slaughter and butchering, take 2
Saturday was the day we butchered and wrapped one of our katahdin rams. We started out by enjoying the hangar steak, the heart and part of the liver for breakfast. Stirfried with mushrooms and onions. Topped with havarti. That will stick to your ribs. And some of our ribs need more sticking than others. We… Continue reading Butchering a Ram
Had a couple of failures with the duck prosciutto. Pulled the last one out of the fridge on Monday June 23rd. It had a final weight of 0.13 kg. Initial weight of 0.26 kg. 50% weight loss. However, when I unwrapped it, a cloud of mold spores flew up and it smelled like a stinky… Continue reading Duck Prosciutto Part 3: failures
One of the best things about butchering day... The big mess of fried heart the next day. In this case fried in butter with onion, pepper and garlic. Evie and Winnie are both fans of it. Seppi is not. Ellie thinks that it is about the worst thing that ever happened. The daikon radishes bolted… Continue reading Duck Confit and Prosciutto
Little Farm in the Big City 