Deb and Fred : Whanganui : Home grown milk
She drove a short
distance out of town and pulled onto a farm.
We stopped the car outside a shed. Once inside, she pulled two large jars out of a gently humming fridge. Each jar
had a really thick layer of real cream floating on top of of a taller
layer of milk.
She left some money in
an envelope as payment. it turns out that this milk is half the price
of the stuff in the shops.
I'm told that this farm
has more then eighty clients. Each has a 'pick up' day of the week assigned.
We had an apple Tarte Tatin for desert that night. It was so novel to watch deb ladle cream
out of the top of the jar for drizzling over our wedges of pie.
Deb and Fred get most of their produce locally , and grow a bit out at their properties.
The eggs we picked up from a mail box up the other end of town.
Deb and Fred get most of their produce locally , and grow a bit out at their properties.
The eggs we picked up from a mail box up the other end of town.
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