Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Hooray for Shyla, Hooray for raw milk!

Shyla, the jersey cow, calved on April 1st.  It was her first calf and she is our first milk cow.  It has been an interesting few months around here for all of us novices.  The calf, a boy, is named Taffy.


We are big believers in the benefits of drinking raw milk.  While purely anecdotal evidence, raw milk has done wonders for my back.  I have had problems with my sciatic nerve and for a while I was visiting the chiropractor three times a week.  I couldn't sit and I had trouble walking, I was in constant pain.  The chiropractor was helpful, over the period of a couple of months, she was able to get everything adjusted enough that the pain was no longer unbearable and I could function well enough.  The cost of the visits was too much for us, and so, despite her advice to the contrary, I stopped going.  I did ok for quite a while, but I had a flare up.  I was having trouble walking again and knew that I was going to have to do something.  I was in the middle of reading a book by Ron Schmid called The Untold Story of Milk  http://www.newtrendspublishing.com/USOMilk/index.html and there was some information in there about the benefits of raw milk for nerve damage, etc.  We didn't have the $120.00/week for the chiropractor again, so I decided to try the milk diet that Mr. Schmid suggested.  For three weeks I had nothing but raw milk.  I drank nearly a gallon a day, every day, and that was it.  The first few days were tough, but after about three days I felt incredible.  After about a week my back was not bothering me hardly at all.  My back has never fully recovered, I had lost sensation in my lower leg about 2 years ago and that has never returned.  But whenever my back starts bothering me, I reach for the raw milk first.

We are very fortunate to have raw milk available here in California - for now anyway.  Organic Pastures has  great raw milk and we have gone out of our way to buy it (it is not always easy to find).  But when we moved over here to my parent's place, my mom offered to buy a milk cow if we would milk her.  She has a pig that suffered a back injury as well.  Miss Piggy, my mom's first pig, sat on her and damaged her back.  The vet said we should put her down, but my mom wanted to give her a chance.  We gave her steroids for a few days and then put her on a diet of raw milk, oats, and lots of green vegetables.  Penny (the pig) has made a remarkable recovery, she will not ever be breedable, but she does have a good quality of life and is walking and functioning.  But she does go through a lot of raw milk and it gets really expensive at $13.00/gallon.  So Shyla was brought on board.

My mom called me at 6:00 in the morning on April 1st to let me know that Shyla's calf had been born.  Bryan said she would wait until I got out there to tell me "April Fools", but she didn't - there really was a calf there.  Taffy took a while to get up and then when he finally did, Shyla would have nothing to do with feeding him.  She was full of milk and her udder was tender, she didn't want him anywhere near there.  She was a great mom, cleaning him up and staying right there with him, but she wouldn't let him eat.  We tied her up and tried to get him to nurse, that didn't work either.  Eventually we milked her into a bottle and bottle fed him.  She didn't want to have anything to do with us touching her udder either, but we finally put her in the squeeze chute and were able to get her milked.  A couple days of bottle feeding and the calf had had enough, he was strong enough to fight for his dinner and he stuck with it until she would let him nurse.

Bryan and I have been sharing milking duty.  Shyla finally reconciled herself to the fact that she was going to be milked and she has gotten pretty good about standing still.  Bryan and I have been unpleasantly surprised by how much work milking a cow is.  We have nothing but respect for old time farmers who hand milk multiple cows a day.  Most milkings we would only get three or four quarts, but our hands and arms would be sore when we got finished.  Each milking would take us about an hour and Shyla's patience was sorely tested by having to stand still that long.  A few weeks of that and we ordered a milking machine.

We have been milking by machine for about three weeks now - it has been great!  It doesn't save much time, we have traded milking time for cleaning time.  But Shyla is happy about being milked out in less than ten minutes and our hands are feeling much better.  Production has increased, we get about three gallons a day and the calf gets his share.  We are loving our raw milk and the other day when she gave me nearly three gallons in one milking I was loving that crazy machine! 

http://www.realmilk.com/

Sunday, May 9, 2010

Silver Fox Rabbits

We bought our Silver Fox rabbits on February 14, 2009.  The doe (the kids named her Valentine) was already bred when we got her and we purchased a buck, Buddy, to breed her to later.   A few weeks after getting them home, Valentine produced her first litter of four kits (gestation is only 28 to 32 days) - two boys and two girls.  We sold the two boys as meat and kept the two girls to increase our breeding stock. 

After weaning the babies, it was time to rebreed Valentine.  We put her in the cage with Buddy and he showed great interest.  However, a month later there were no babies.  We tried again, leaving her in there longer.  Still no babies.  Eventually the other two girls were old enough to breed.  We put them in the cage with Buddy, still nothing.  We tried leaving the females in the cage with him for a few weeks, we tried holding the girls still for him, nothing was working.   Fortunately the American Rabbit Breeders Association Convention was in San Diego in November of last year.  There I was able to find a young buck available for sale.  Once he was old enough to breed, we introduced him to our girls and it was "love at first sight".   A month later we had babies, lots and lots of babies.  We ended up with 17 kits from the three litters. 

A few weeks after the birth of these litters, we rebred the mamas.  But we forgot how fast time goes by, the next litters were due and all of our cages were full.  It was time for the young rabbits to realize their purpose - to provide us with healthy, hopefully delicious protein.  We had never actually eaten rabbit before, this was an enterprise we jumped into trusting that we would be satisfied with the final product.  Last Tuesday, the time came to test the wisdom of that decision.

From all that I have read and heard, rabbit can be substituted in any recipe calling for chicken.  But for our first trial I wanted to try a recipe that specified rabbit.  I have a great cookbook by Shannon Hayes called The Grassfed Gourmet Cookbook that I really like.  The cookbook is full of interesting profiles of farmers and informative articles on things like what to expect when buying direct from a farmer, what the cutting options are if you buy a side of beef or pork, and what the differences are between meat from grassfed animals and conventionally raised animals.  The cookbook has a recipe "Braised Rabbit with Mustard and Rosemary Sauce" that sounded good (and easy) and so that is what I tried.

1 cup all-purpose flour
2 teaspoons salt
1 teaspoon pepper
1 rabbit, about 3 1/2 lbs., cut into 8 pieces
4 to 6 tablespoons butter
1 chopped onion
1 cup dry white wine
2 cups chicken broth
1/2 cup Dijon mustard
2 tablespoons finely chopped fresh rosemary

Combine the flour, salt, and pepper in a shallow bowl.  Dredge the meat in this flour mixture, and set aside.  Heat 2 tablespoons of the butter in a heavy, deep skillet (I just used my dutch oven).  Brown the rabbit on all sides, about 4 minutes per side, remove to a dish, and keep warm.  If necessary, add more butter to the skillet while browning the meat.

Add the remaining 2 tablespoons of butter to the skillet.  Saute the onions over medium heat until translucent.  Add the wine and broth, and simmer until the sauce is reduced by one-third, scraping up any browned bits.  Return the rabbit to the skillet, cover, and simmer over medium-low heat for 45 minutes, or until tender.

Remove the rabbit to a warm platter, and tent loosely with foil.  Continue simmering the sauce until reduced by half, stirring often and scraping up any browned bits.  Whisk in the mustard and rosemary.  Simmer until thickened.  Spoon sauce over rabbit, and serve.

The end result - I overcooked it!  I left the pot simmering and went out to milk the cow.  It took a little longer than I expected and some of the smaller pieces ended up a little drier than they should have. 

I have always heard that rabbit "tastes like chicken," chef Mark Bittman says that domesticated rabbit tastes like chicken because both are blank palettes upon which any desired flavors can be layered.  I thought that the rabbit was actually milder tasting than chicken.  In the end, everyone here enjoyed their dinner and they all said they would eat rabbit again, which is a good thing since we have a bunch of them in the freezer.

Some of my favorite sites:
http://www.grassfedcooking.com/  Shannon Hayes website - I can't recommend her book highly enough.
http://www.albc-usa.org/cpl/silverfox.html
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ark_of_Taste
http://blogs.browardpalmbeach.com/cleanplatecharlie/2008/08/rabbit_run.php  I found this site when I was first researching rabbits.  I plan on trying the Tagliatelle with Rabbit Fricassee next weekend.