I haven't posted lately, mostly because the whole garden thing frankly overwhelmed me (so many weeds! All the time!), and I had a baby.
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Then we had canning and fruit fly fiascos, and I just felt as though the whole self-sufficiency thing maybe wasn't for me... however, I have been buoyed up with a reading of Barbara Kingsolver's "Animal, Vegetable, Miracle" and am taking a new stance of, well, if I can't (or won't) create it myself, I might as well do the environmentally correct thing-- buy locally and as naturally as possible.
This has led me to do great amounts of research, resulting in such exciting finds as beefalo and... the Springville Meat Company.
Today I made Simon accompany me to this rather plain facaded and almost creepy building (I'm pretty sure I thought it was an abandoned building up to this point). I ventured in because I learned that Morgan Valley Lamb processes and sells their meat here.
Long story short, I bought some local lamb (which is scary in itself)... AND a cowboy (who was interested in the Meat Company killing and processing a buffalo) tipped his hat at me as I was leaving.
Which left me wondering... where do I live?!?! Cowboys, buffalo, meat packing?! Phew. What a day.
