Written By Ulla on July 1, 2012
Written By Ulla on July 1, 2012
The WTO just ruled against the U.S., making our country of origin label rule also known as COOL in violation of WTO laws. This means that meats from other countries can be sold to you without labeling. The beef, lamb and pork you buy at your local grocery store could be coming from abroad without your knowledge. All the more reason to buy meat from a local farmer you trust! Here is the Reuters story.
Written By Ulla on June 29, 2012
“A community is the mental and spiritual condition of knowing that the place is shared, and that the people who share the place define and limit the possibilities of each other’s lives. It is the knowledge that people have of each other, their concern for each other, their trust in each other, the freedom with which they come and go among themselves.”
― Wendell Berry
There are many benefits to buying meat from a local farmer. There is the taste; our meats are delicious and have a unique flavor profile. There is provenance; our meats are a reflection of the place the animal was born, the grasses they ate and the season they were slaughtered. But there are also important economic reasons to buy your food from local producers like us. Our meats are dry aged, by a local butcher, who is paid a fair wage and learned his craft from those that came before him. We invest in our local economy: we employ local upstate New Yorkers, buy farm equipment from local dealers and grain for our pigs from local businesses. We are a local business ourselves.
At the core of all the romance of farming, the beauty, hardships and challenges, is that we are a family business. A small one, reliant on support from our community. When you drive by a farm where cows are grazing you might be lulled into believing that this scene will always be there because it seems so natural, and yes, cows eating grass outside is natural. However, running a farm is expensive and without monetary support working landscapes aren’t economically viable.
Farms add to property values because they are beautiful, but they can also have important financial benefits for communities. We use far fewer public services and lower property taxes for our neighbors. One reason for soaring property taxes in our state is that many communities don’t have a diverse tax base, lacking farms and a thriving main street. A hundred acre farm uses far fewer community resources than a hundred houses on 1 acre lots. Many misguided local municipalities have given huge tax subsidies to large chain stores in hopes that they will promote economic activity, but unfortunately the opposite is true. They hurt small businesses who would otherwise have paid more in local taxes, and this raises taxes for local residents. Believe it or not, paying more for local food might actually help you save money in the end.
Local food, based on beneficial relationships, could help to fend off industry consolidation that has plagued the meat industry. In the past 30 years, America has lost more than 500,000 family beef ranches, and many contract growers of pork and chicken are caught in a cruel system of diminishing returns, living in debt, with many more losing their farms every year. Consumers lose in this equation too; they get bland, standardized food that doesn’t nourish their bodies or their communities. Buying directly from farmers helps us all build a food system together, and it is a tastier food system too!
Written By Ulla on April 21, 2012
Lot of things we don’t know or understand until we experience them ourselves, we take our parents for granted, their only purpose to take care of us. As a teenager I got into an argument with my mother over my behavior. I told her I never asked to be born and got silence back. I thought I had won the argument. Now a livetime later I understand she was so chocked she had nothing to say, unless of course she felt guilty having given birth to an idiot.
I was at a disadvantage with my mother, she the oldest of six brothers and when there was something she didn’t like about me, I was told how that specific trait was just like one of her brothers. Sometimes I felt, and still do, I had been put together in a scrap yard from bad parts out of her brothers.
When I came to this country many years ago I actually believed the commercials on television, if they told me theirs was the best dog food I bought that dog food. Ones I got into an argument at a local pet food store, the owner tried to tell me the store brand was just as good or better than the national brand I was buying. I was not about to accept that, knew better, seen the truth on television. I remember how angry he got, had a hard time containing himself. But of course, it was all about rejection, he was hurt because I rejected him because I didn’t want his dog food. Now 30 years later I see the tears, not that he cried, but behind that anger was the pain of rejection. I still remember his bags with a lot of red on them and the one I was buying mostly blue.
It is not a good feeling to be rejected but I never ever knew business was all about love, never ever occurred to me. Now we have been direct marketing for almost two years, felt the excitement of new customers, the satisfaction of having steady relationship with a customers that order again and again and the pain of rejection.
Sometimes we don’t even know why we are being rejected, somebody orders a few times and then suddenly stops. What happened, did one say or write the wrong thing? The product not satisfactory? Price? Cuts missing? What? And the pain of rejection sets in as one realizes it was all about loving and being loved.
Yesterday me and my wife were packing an order, a quarter of a steer going to Manhattan. Me sorting the cuts, calling them out and she writing every thing down “in her secrete code nobody understands”. We finished and packed the order. Later we found out the customer wanted part of his part to go to New Jersey. Maybe to his mother, his sister, friend, none of our business. No problem, that’s what we do.
So we went out and picked out the cuts he wanted to go toNew Jersey only to find out one of the cuts was not in the order. After looking in the freezer we found it there. My wife had written it down, meaning I must have called it out, she saying I must not have put it into the order. I know there is an another explanation but can’t figure what.
The moral of the story, please, please, please let us know if we mess up, no matter what. Then we can fix it and continue in our business of love, it is all about love anyway.
Ps. I read this to Temma. She said this about her secret code was underhanded, obvious it was my fault, she had written it down. I pointed out that maybe she didn’t write it but crossed out the wrong cut or something. She remembers this petfoodstore, called “Red barn”, the owner somewhat intense.
Written By Ingimundur on April 18, 2012