I just know that one of these days someone is going to ask me how butter can eat grass. I can’t contain my excitement about grass-fed milk, cream, butter and cheese. And, I’m always gushing about the pleasures of pastured eggs and humanely-raised bacon. But, even I laughed out loud when I saw a sign advertising “grass-fed meatloaf.” Now that’s one dedicated cow!
Humanely-raised pork chops? Pastured turkey legs? Yeah, we tend to leave out a step, but for the most part we understand. It takes too long to say, “ground beef from cows that ate grass” or “eggs from chickens running around out in the sun scratching for grubs.”
We don’t blink an eye when talking about whole-grain pancakes, even though the “whole” grains are usually all ground up! I doubt that it will take long for “grass-fed,” and “humanely-raised” to become part of our daily lexicon, just as “green” shopping bags of all colors have.
Compassionate-certified sausage, anyone?