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Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Raising Poultry Successfully

Photo from Doolittle Farm Yarn.

Lately I have chickens on the brain. I think they are funny to watch, provide good bug control in the summer, and nothing compares to farm fresh eggs. I had a small flock six or so years ago, but it was the wrong time in my life to do so. I am no longer working three jobs, live just outside of town on half an acre, and am very committed to living a more eco-friendly, simple, sustainable life. Chickens come to mind. Well, chickens and a goat, but I am having a hard time convincing Hubby on that one. Just think of all the gas and time we would save by not having to mow the lawn. Pleeeeaaaase???

Pretty please?

Anyway, I am giving serious thought to having backyard chickens again and am reading the book Raising Poultry Successfully. Since this seems to be an area of considerable interest in the green blogosphere I thought I would share my book with all of you. The book covers chickens, ducks, and geese, but for now I am going to focus on the chicken chapters.


Chapter 1
WHY RAISE CHICKENS?

Some people raise rare and fancy chickens as a hobby, sometimes for shows. Others raise certain breeds for their hackle feathers (neck feathers), which they use to make fishing lures.


However, the best reason that I can think of for raising chickens are to provide fresh eggs and delicious meat for you and your family.


Have you ever tasted a really fresh egg? Sometimes, when people experience a happy occasion, they exclaim, "My cup runneth over!" But, when you crack an egg into the frying pan, you do not want it to runneth over. That's an unhappy occasion. A fresh egg does not runneth over the pan. The higher the yolk stands and the more compactly the white stays together, the fresher the egg.


If you have never eaten a fresh egg, that is, an egg served on your plate on the same day it was laid, you are in for a special treat. Once you have tasted a really fresh egg, you can never go back to the supermarket variety, which may have been packaged 30 days before you brought it home.


Not only can chicken be prepared in 101 different ways, but health practitioners are recommending that we eat more chicken and less red meat. The meat from chickens has less fat and fewer calories, and contains more protein of higher quality, than comparable amounts of beef or other red meats.


You don't need a lot of land or space in order to raise chickens. Whether you have several acres or just a big backyard, if you have some kind of outbuilding - a shed, garage, or small barn - and if your local zoning laws don't prohibit it, and if the neighbors don't protest, you can raise chickens to have fresh eggs and tasty meat for your table for a small outlay of cash and a little effort and time.


The care and feeding of chickens is a responsibility. Before deciding to raise chickens, consider the fact that it is a 7 day a week job. As a beginner, you will probably start out with a small flock of chickens, and their care and feeding will take only about 15 minutes of your time, twice a day, every day. This means you can't go away for the weekend and leave them to fend for themselves. Also, in the interest of economy, the killing and dressing-out of meat birds should be done by you or members of your family. If you doubt that you are capable of killing and cleaning the birds, then the raising of meat birds (broiler-fryers) is probably not for you. You could still raise laying chickens for their eggs alone.


Chickens are colorful; their behavior is interesting and amusing. Give your children a chance to help with the daily chores. It will help them develop a sense of responsibility and will give them a hand in useful, productive work. Chickens can make reasonably good pets, although they cannot be housebroken. They will come when called, fly up onto your shoulder, and eat out of your hand. But, and this is very important, do not make a pet of any bird or animal you will ultimately slaughter and eat. Just the thought of eating a pet is repugnant to most people. Treat the birds with kindness and consideration, but don't make pets of them if they are destined to wind up in the freezer.


Speaking of freezers, you will need one with the capacity to hold about 75 pounds of meat, if you begin a broiler raising venture with 25 baby chicks, as I suggest in chapter 3.


A very good reason for raising meat birds is that it can be a short-term project. You can fill that aforementioned freezer with broiler-fryers in just 8 weeks, whereas it takes about 5 months to raise a pig or lamb to good slaughter weight, and up to 1 year to raise a beef calf. And, of course, those animals cost more to start with. You aren't liable to lose your shirt with a small flock of chickens.


However, the idea that you can save money by raising chickens in not a good reason to do it. All things considered, including maintenance of the chicken house, cost of the chicks, the feed, necessary equipment, electricity, and your time and labor, you cannot save money by raising your own flock. You probably can buy eggs and packaged broilers at a supermarket (albeit not as fresh and delicious) cheaper than you can raise them. this is especially true for a small flock. Larger flocks may be more economical.


Economics aside, the main reason for raising you own chickens are quality and satisfaction. Your own eggs will be fresher, and the meat will taste better. Due to a lot of static, mostly from small flock owners, there are fewer drugs in commercial chicken feed than in previous years. This means even higher quality fresh meat - even if you don't grow your own feed.


And, there is a certain satisfaction in gathering your own eggs and barbecuing your own fryers that cannot be gained in any other way. You fed, watered, cared for, and raised these birds. Now you can enjoy the fruits of your labor. You can't buy that kind of satisfaction at the market.

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Monday, January 19, 2009

A good mind is a terrible thing to waste.


As I walk into the grocery store I cannot help but notice all the carts coming out overflowing with paper and plastic bags. My mind recalls the day when I opened the closet door and was engulfed in an avalanche of plastic shopping bags. I drop my reusable bags in a cart and quickly breeze by the aroma-less bread in its plastic prison. My mind drifts to the heavenly scent wafting from my kitchen as a fresh baked loaf is pulled from the oven. I arrive a my first stop, organic produce. Ugh, more plastic. Why must vegetables be suffocated by plastic? I want to smell them. My mind makes short work of compiling a seed list and adds food preservation to my 2009 to do list. While I load up my string bag, the lady next to me rips off one of those flimsy plastic produce bags and puts in an onion. One onion. Rips off another bag and puts in a red pepper. One pepper. When she reaches for the third bag I bite my tongue and make a graceful exit. My mind adds plastic produce bags to my pet peeve list and files it away in future blog posts.

I enter the meat department and search for some grass fed beef. My mind instantly conjures up an image I saw recently of a herd of cows all pooping. Pooping at the same time. Nothing but butts, pooping. It was like a methane fountain of poo. Gross! I look at my list, thankfully I do not need much since we are having meatless meals twice this week. I pick up a pound wrapped in plastic on a styrofoam tray. My mind thinks back to Beth's post about when presenting her butcher with a reusable container, a journalist asked, "Do you ever get embarrassed?". At that moment I realize I am embarrassed for buying the plastic wrapped beef on a sytrofoam tray and decide to start bringing my own container to buy from the meat counter.

Making my way around the perimeter of the store I move on to the dairy section. Pathetically excited to skip the five dollar pound of organic butter, I reach for the glass bottle of cream and look forward to making butter with my daughter. I start to drool as my mind relives the fresh buttermilk pancakes we enjoyed for breakfast. Also on my list is yogurt and sour cream. Sighing, I add them to the cart. My mind adds them to the tally of the non-recyclable tower in my basement awaiting some future use. Learning to make my own also goes on my 2009 to do list. A man reaches over me for a styrofoam carton of conventional eggs. My mind replays the scene from The Meatrix where chickens are being de-beaked so they don't peck each other to death living in such close quarters. I pop open a carton to ensure the beautiful brown, free range, organic miracle nuggets inside are all intact before placing them in my cart. My mind goes back to the tower in my basement. Next to it is a stack of cardboard egg cartons happily awaiting Spring, when they will be filled with seedlings to be transplanted into my square foot garden. Milk is the last dairy item on my list. I grab three gallons of rBGH free milk and make room for them in my cart. Thankful my state still allows rBGH free labeling, my mind wonders what I will do if the labeling becomes outlawed? rBGH free milk already costs more, but organic milk costs twice as much. I cannot afford organic. My mind goes back to a time I believed this. Yet, a family of four living on one income we eat nearly all organic. My mind thinks of the all the receipts I have kept for the past three years with the intent of developing a budget. I decide to add up all those receipts to see just what we were spending eating conventional compared to organic. Perhaps I can afford organic.

In the bulk goods section I have a lengthy list: flour, sugar, salt, pepper, oats, baking powder, cornstarch, dill, rosemary, peanut butter, honey, rice, my favorite chocolate covered raisins (damn no grazing sign!), and Dr. Bronner's. One by one I fill my containers from home and check an item off my list. Reused spaghetti sauce jars, a yogurt container from the tower in my basement, a drawstring bag made from an old camisole, whatever; all with their tare weight recorded in permanent marker on the bottom. I fill the container, insert the appropriate PLU twist tie from a previous shopping trip, and place the item in my cart. Happy to be making use of the stockpile I could not bear to send to the landfill; someone next to me grabs a plastic bag off the shelf, fills it pasta, grabs a twist tie, records the PLU on it and goes about their way. My mind wonders why bother shopping in bulk to avoid the packaging if you are just going to create unnecessary packaging by taking it home in a plastic bag? #3 on my pet peeve list, bulk goods plastic bags.

My last stop on this grocery trip is the checkout. I file in line like cattle being herded for slaughter. Waiting my turn I read the tabloid headlines, fight the urge to buy that magazine with all the wonderful recipes in it, compare contents of shopping carts, blush when someone oddly examines mine, and pretend to look at my list whilst avoiding the judgmental gazes. My mind delivers a pang of guilt as I recall I used to be on the sending end of those judgmental gazes. "Hippy." "Freak." All to quick to stereotype. How wrong I was.

The cashier greets me with the ubiquitous, "Did you find everything you were looking for?". Hmm... I will not go there. She rings everything through and gives me my total, nearly the same as always, no matter what I buy. I hand over my reusable bags and the bagger obligingly fills them. While fishing for my keys I do not notice he slips my grass fed beef into a plastic bag before placing it into my cloth bag. Oh bother. Pet peeve #4. My mind asks, "Why do I even try?".



This is my submission for the January APLS Carnival on "mind games". Read all submissions January 22 at VWXYNot?


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Thursday, January 8, 2009

Thrifty Green Thursday - Bread & Butter


Santa did not bring me worms for Christmas like I had hoped, but he did bring me a gift that keeps on giving. Keeps on giving him bread. I got a shiny new bread machine.


I just started baking my own bread a few months ago with lackluster results. I had grand aspirations of eliminating plastic bread bags, saving money, and impressing my family with my domestic skill while making the house smell great. Instead I got oddly shaped-hard-dense loaves, entire days lost to "bread making", bread shortages, and emergency runs to the store to buy bread.



So when I unwrapped my new toy on Christmas day I thought my prayers had been answered. Yes! Now we can enjoy some real bread. I am still not sure if the gift was for me or hubby. Either way it does not vouch well for my bread baking artistry. I had such high hopes for this machine. You put the ingredients in and take the bread out. Perfect! Nothing for me to mess up.



Then explain this. Is it a chef's hat? A giant popover? What? It certainly cannot be a loaf of bread from my new magic machine. Can it? Damn. I have made three different loaves and none were good. I had better luck the old fashioned way. What am I doing wrong? Is there some secret bread baking society that I am banned from, a gluten gene I lack, or am I just doomed to forever eat mass produced bread out of a plastic bag? The only somewhat success that has come out of this is a batch of cinnamon rolls and butter.


Yes, butter. Since I was having no luck on the bread front I thought I would try to at least make its topping good. Homemade butter, which I never thought to be something I was capable of, is surprisingly easy to make. All you need is cream and a means to agitate it. A stand mixer works great.


Fifteen minutes later whipping at medium-high to high speed and it transforms from cream to butter.




Pour the butter and liquid off through a sieve, but save the liquid!! Not only did I make butter, but buttermilk as well. It is a two for one deal. The buttermilk will be used for pancakes or biscuits later.


Rinse the butter under cold water until it runs clear. Press out excess moisture and transfer to container of your choice.


One pint of cream will yield one cup of buttermilk and about one cup of butter (2 sticks). I used some cheap cream I had left over from Christmas to make this batch, but the least expensive organic cream I can find sells for $2.95 a pint. The organic butter I buy is $4.99 a pound. Organic buttermilk is $3.39 a quart. I save over $2.00 on the butter by making my own, but actually end up spending more on the buttermilk. In the end I gain a financial savings of 79 cents. Not worth the time to make your own? Consider this, in an effort to reduce packaging I started buying premium organic grass-fed local butter packaged in one paper wrapper. It retails for $6.99 a pound. Ouch! Now my savings jump to $2.79.

The real benefit for me is the package savings. I can go from two cardboard packages and four wax paper wrappers when buying the less expensive option; or, one cardboard package and one paper wrapper with the pricey stuff, down to one cardboard container when making my own. I think I can even find cream in glass at my coop. Even less waste!

I find it amusingly enjoyable and oddly empowering to make my own butter and buttermilk. Now if I could just get that bread thing figured out...

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Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Reducing Through Seed Saving


With the seed catalogs rolling in, Melinda's new Growing Challenge could not have arrived at a better time. I missed the boat last year, but for those of you familiar with The Growing Challenge this year has a new twist: from Seed to Seed. All you have to do is plant at least one new crop from seed, grow it organically, and save the seed to plant next year.

I had every intention of doing this last year. I planted 24 plots of organic heirloom seeds, right under a line of Black Walnut trees. Yeah, it did not go well. Apparently, walnuts are toxic to plants. Shade + Toxins = Shopping at the Farmer's Market. This year I am armed with the All New Square Foot Gardening book from the library, a willingness to cooperate with Mother Nature, and a total disregard for the law*.

With all the effort I have been putting into reducing: reducing consumption, reducing packaging, reducing processed foods, reducing dependence; seed saving just makes sense. It accomplishes all of these in one fell swoop. I do not have to spend money every year to replenish my garden. I can reuse the seeds! No seeds to buy, no package for them to come in! I can replace trips to the processed food grocery store with a hop, skip and a jump to my whole foods garden. And, by preserving my bounty I am no longer at the mercy of escalating food prices or shortages in times of crisis.

I did manage to salvage some cucumber seed from my toxic wasteland of a garden. Assuming I do not spend my summer in perjury*, I will surely post on my misadventures in square foot/organic/heirloom/seed saving lackadaisical gardening.

*Don't ask, you could become an accomplice.

If you are interested in The Growing Challenge from Seed to Seed, head on over to One Green Generation and get yourself signed up!

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Tuesday, September 23, 2008

The Meatrix

I first saw this posted on Earth Friendly Weddings and felt compelled to pass it on. I showed it to the chitlins last night hoping it would help explain why I buy organic food, shop at the farmer's market, and prefer grass fed meat from a local farm. My daughter was horrified and asked if what they said was true. I think I may have opened up a can of worms. Their mother and stepfather own a family/factory farm. They raise chickens for Gold'n Plump for a living. This is part of the chitlin's everyday life, caught between two extremes. I am sure we will be receiving a phone call when they go visit her this weekend. Ugh.



The Meatrix II
Revolting



The Meatrix II 1/2



The Meatrix films were created by sustainable table and Free Range Studios. The Meatrix website is packed full of facts and information on how to get involved. There is also an Eat Well Guide where you can find meat, poultry, dairy and eggs raised sustainably on small, family farms in your area. (US and Canada)

Everyday I find reinforcement that organic, sustainable practices need to be a priority for my family, in all facets of our life.