Happy meat

An ode to hobby farming.

It is the best meat I have ever had, bar none. I’ve come to believe that the animals actually taste happy — and so they should. They live an existence most commercial animals — cooped up in giant barns with thousands of their closest friends and no natural light — can only dream of. And though the journey may end badly — on my dinner table — their lives are a veritable paradise, free from hormones, antibiotics and roaming (as much as Canadian weather makes possible) in the great outdoors.


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