We also saw our beef face-to-face; the actual cow that would fill our next beef order. We are usually so removed from the source of the meat we consume. I remember one of my kids asking what animal the dinner meat came from, and someone rushing in with a comment like "Oh, don't worry about that." We are taught not to ask where the meat comes from, how it lived or how it died.
I have also heard the comment that it doesn't matter what kind of conditions the animals experience in life or death, because that is what they are bred for. Increasingly, I find that I am not comfortable with that kind of thinking. I also suspect that if we saw first hand commercial chicken farms, sow stalls, feed lots and the like such comments would be harder to make. If you want to read more about this there is a great article at Sustainable Table.
If I want to eat meat then I feel I need to square up to the source of that meat, the conditions it lived in and the manner of its death. Or become a vegetarian. Facing the cow in the field was sobering - my choice to be a meat-eater means an animal must die. But I now know that the beef I consume spends happy days grazing in a field with it's herd, and then has a short trip to a local abattoir. I think it is great that my kids also have had this opportunity to see where their food comes from.
There was plenty of time for the kids to play with friends, and for us the chance to chat with like-minded people was wonderful.
My parents have beef cattle and C goes to markets with them when they buy the cattle. I know what they're eating and how they are treated and C treats them like pets up until it comes time to end up in the freezer. It has been hard to let them go though. Carter owns 20% of his pet steer called 'naughty' (that one will be hard to let go eeekkk)
ReplyDeleteWhat a great opportunity Renelle, you are very fortunate. Thanks for stopping by :)
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