I have been allowing Ula more autonomy in the kitchen. But this is the scene I found on my counter this morning after she fixed her breakfast. Not sure what to make of it.

Actually, around these parts, it would be crickside.

I know. This may not seem a pretty set of images when pondering this way of life, but it is part of how we live. Every time I have an opportunity to work in our cutting room and feel these cool carcasses move through my fingers on their journey to becoming meat and sustenance for […]