Monday, August 27, 2012

Gwine Dig a Hole....

...put the devil in.  Ok, a shameless Leadbelly reference to kick off a blog post detailing a giant hole, or pit, to be more exact. (click to listen to Leadbelly old school while you read).

There is a farmer I know, Ben Fiddler, who runs Bending Sickle Community Farm.  He raises high quality heirloom meat using ethical management systems.  Good, old fashioned, animal husbandry.  In essence - happy, loved animals running and frolicking make happy meat.

This summer, Farmer Ben moved his operation a stone's throw from our farm.  I can't express the excitement I feel about the amazing community forming out here.  Stockbridge feels like the place to be.  Organic farms, heirloom meats, honey, eggs....oh yeah!!!!

We were cordially invited to a pig roast at Farmer Ben and his beautiful girlfriend Meghan's new farm this weekend.  We are just getting to know them, but from what I gather Meghan studies bees, and we sang "happy doctorate to you" at one point...so I think she really studies bees.  

Ben roasted one of his pigs old school.  He dug a giant pit, built a fire, laid the piggy in the hole, covered her, and let her cook.  The meat was amazing....the giant smoking pit equally as amazing.  We "ran with the goats," chatted up the pigs, and Joe admired Meghan's bees with lust and longing.  What a sweet special night under the stars in the great wide open!









*bad ass* milking station in the field.  Along with the meat, Bending Sickle makes goat cheese and includes beautiful duck eggs in their distributions.










*the pit*




The beautiful hostess and handsome host.


The stars came out, strings of light were strung...it was a good night.  xo, e.

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