Mike and I had a very romantic Saturday. Let me share how we keep our love alive.
When I got home from the Haymaker Farmers’ Market I made us lunch – black bean and butternut squash quesadillas. Then we headed out back to the garden and picked everything that was left worth picking.
Here is Mike with a monster zucchini and one of his gourds.
This is my “our garden was a real disappointment this year and I can’t believe it’s going to frost next week” face.
Here is what we ended up with – various peppers, a couple of small watermelons, several butternut and acorn squash, zucchini, and tomatillos. Lots of tomatillos.
We’ll pickle most of the peppers. And I’ll freeze some of them as well. We’ll keep the squash in a dry, cool place and enjoy them throughout the winter. The monster zukes – probably grate and freeze for zucchini bread and things like that. As for all those tomatillos – I’ll make salsa verde and chili base and I may even try jamming some of those suckers. And I’ll probably give some away too.
After a lovely, rainy time in the garden we rounded up some chickens for butchering. Talk about romance!
We had three broilers that I snagged from my friend Janee a few weeks back. They needed to fatten up a bit and fatten up they did. (Maybe too fat. We probably should’ve butchered them a week or two ago. Oh well. Sometimes life gets away from you). We also had two roosters – a random TSC leftover from chick days and an Easter Egger. We simply had too many cocks in the coop which is why those two had to go.
We had nice sharp knives thanks to Mr. Noon.
We use killing cones. I think we’ve talked about those on a past blog post.
I’ll spare you the bloody pics but I did want to share one cool photo that I took while Mike was butchering. For all of you who ask about our chickens’ diet – here ya’ go.
Our chickens peck around outside all day so they graze quite a bit. We do supplement with feed – a layer mash from our local feed mill for the laying hens and a commercial grower for our meat birds and turkey(s). But as you can see, even the meat birds prefer to forage.
But the real secret to our love and to keeping our romance alive is how gorgeous I look while chicken butchering.