Reasons for bad blogging part 2

Over the past few years our family has made steady progress towards being more aware of where our food comes from. It started when the kidlets came along and us wanting to put the best food possible in their tummies and I guess it has a lot to do with understanding the food on our plates and how it's reared and produced. Or how badly in many cases.

So, Grandma and Grandpa Littlehales grow the veggies and salad. This is difficult during winter but I try to make sure that I buy seasonal locally sourced stuff then.

We've got Chickens that lay eggs, we've got sheep that produce beautiful meat and any other meat that we buy is from the local butcher, who uses local farmers. Now, we are not a rich family by any stretch (at least not financially) and to be honest, I don't find the butcher any more expensive than a supermarket. For me, it's making the conscious decision not to buy meat that's been intensively farmed and pumped full of growth promoters etc. If the last chicken breasts on the shelf are not free range, I won't put them in the trolley. We'll eat something else instead.



This year we have added another 'home growner' to the list and that's goose. Or, (and I apologise if this offends anyone but we refuse to be fluffy with our children when it come to where their food comes from) as the children call them, Christmas lunch.



Now, this photo was taken four weeks ago and this weekend I will take another, so you can see how they have grown.



I'll be back next week with the photo and maybe I might just mention how my writing is going.