An Afternoon on the Farm

by Holly on September 25, 2010

in breakfast,dinner,eating out,lunch,Wisconsin

Most weekdays, I awaken from my zombie-like slumber by 7am, go pee and immediately soothe my grumbling stomach with breakfast. Sometimes it comes in the form of OIAJ (ahem, Oats in a Jar)…

1/2 cup oats
1 cup water + 1 egg
squirt of agave
cinnamon
1 small smashed naner
1 almost empty Cranberry Vanilla PB jar

I sit down at my cafe table. I drink my coffee. I start eating. Then, in my methodical order of importance, I finish my breakfast while checking People, my bank account, e-mail, blog account and CNN online.

Priorities, people.

I walk the mile to work, do some work and look forward to 11:30am, which is usually when my Everythingtarian stomach is ready to embark on its second meal of the day.

Most days, I pack my lunch like a good lil’ 3rd grader. Alas, I am 25 years old and not as responsible as my younger, more prepared self. On those days, I like to head to Sunprint Cafe for a ginormous junk salad + Sun Bun

After work, I try and hit the gym. Sometimes it happens; sometimes it doesn’t. Regardless, I like to come home to a delicious dinner that can go from fridge to table in five minutes or less.

It’s no easy feat.

That’s why it’s not unusual for me to eat Banana Soft Serve for dinner…

Every once in awhile however, my job provides me the unique opportunity to break this humdrum of a daily routine. Like today. Today, I got to spend the afternoon on the farm.

Not just any farm.

A real, honest-to-God, down home Wisconsin family farm…

…a.k.a. the best kind of farm.

If you ever find yourself in the Cambridge-area, you should most definitely come visit Hinchley’s Family Farm and pay the $10 for one of Tina’s fabulous, informative and hands-on tours.

Tell her Holly sent you.

Make sure to also point out that I’m the Holly with the frizzy hair who fervently searched for the one cow on the 2300-acre farm named Holly so I could meet my namesake and bovine counterpart.

More on that in a bit…

While I did do actual work today, I was able to sneak on one of Tina’s tours and learned a lot about this small, well-managed operation. Not only was I able to add the fact that cows produce 8 to 10 gallons milk per day to my mental file cabinet of information, but I also learned that female cows must first birth a calf before they can even be milked.

Who knew it took a precious, two-day-old calf like this one to make mamas start producing milk?

I also had the opportunity to pet this adorable calf, including rubbing under its chin (which baby calves apparently like) or letting it suck my fingers (which they also like). But I didn’t. You can take the girl out of the city, but you most definitely cannot take the city out of the girl, mmmkay?

Anyways, I was on a mission: I had to find Holly.

With some help from Tina, I found Miss Holly in all her feed-eating glory…

Isn’t the resemblence uncanny? We’re both strong, sassy and bear a huge appetite.

While this farm is not organic, it IS hormone-free and extremely well taken care of. During the tour, Tina had some differing opinions than I on the subject of organic dairy, but I think that may be a longer discussion for another blog post. Knowing that this 100-cow milking operation is handled with extreme care by her and Duane, I put my city girl sissiness aside and milked a cow.

Yes, MILKED a cow.

Then, I ate a piece of cherry pie + vanilla ice cream for dinner.

Well, that’s kind of a lie.

Technically, I ate a piece of Dutch apple pie + vanilla ice cream for dinner THEN ate the cherry pie + vanilla ice cream for dessert.

After eating and finishing up work, Tina treated us to a tractor ride.

Gorgeous, no?

While I am a city gal at heart (I definitely gagged a multitude of times today upon even the slightest whiff of “farm smell”), there is truly nothing more calming, homey or fun than a tractor ride through the open fields, especially when you have a folk band on board playing “You Are My Sunshine.”

Friends…

Farm…

FUN.

Because Tina is just that cool, she gave me a butternut squash the size of my big ol’ head for free.

Hinchley’s Dairy Farm is clearly where it’s at.

It seems as though even after working on a Saturday, in an unusual environment and with an out-of-the-ordinary routine, my body is ready to jump right back into its normal schedule

It’s 9:30pm.

Yeah, on a Saturday night.

And where am I going?

To bed.

{ 33 comments }

katie September 25, 2010 at 9:43 pm

girl that is one HUGE bnut squash!! danggg!
you know I love OIAJ! my fav!

Jess September 25, 2010 at 9:59 pm

LOVE that squash–HUGEEEE. Lucky.
Must get that target PB!

hippierunner September 25, 2010 at 10:00 pm

I love that you found your cow-nterpart! And that you ate pie and ice cream for dinner! Yum.

Tay September 25, 2010 at 10:03 pm

I just had OIAJ from that same nut butter jar the other day! Oh so good.

Jessica September 25, 2010 at 10:08 pm

That squash is huge! You’ll have to let us all know what you make with it!

Angharad September 25, 2010 at 10:23 pm

Looks like such a fun day! Love getting to take tours and learn all about that kind of stuff. Thank you for sharing such an awesome day!

Averie (LoveVeggiesAndYoga) September 25, 2010 at 10:40 pm

I say this with my lactation educators hat on…yes, in order to lactate shy of taking hormones and doing complicated things, one has to give birth. It’s the birthing of the placenta, the change in hormones from estrogen dominance and the rise of a hormone called prolactin, that ultimately facilitates lactation. So yes, one must give birth, birth a placenta, and then you can lactate. This is lactation in mammals. Sorry to get all science-ey on ya..haha1

I love tha you went to the farm! Growing up in MN, farms, well, yeah, we all grew up on a farm or knew someone who lived on one. I grew up in rural MN where farming was and is a way of life and every school field trip was trips to someone’s farm :)

Rock on with your 930p bedtime girl. I will be up til 4am…toodles!

xoxo

Andrea@WellnessNotes September 25, 2010 at 10:49 pm

Your day on the farm sounds nice. Reminds me that I promised the toddler weeks ago that we’d go back to the animal farm, but I keep saying “on the weekend”… I’m very glad that you found Holly the cow! And that you milked a cow! Have never done that (and am not so sure I would really want to…)

Dinner looks and sounds perfect! :) It’s been too long since I could have dessert for dinner and not feel guilty because I may be a bad influence on my kids… :)

Oh, and now I want some butternut squash soup!

Have a great Sunday and a wonderful week!

Joanna September 25, 2010 at 11:07 pm

Does that say cranberry vanilla peanut butter?? How did I NOT know this stuff existed? I must have some ASAP.

Also, that looks like a great farm. I’m glad to see at least one family farm still exists!

Lorna September 26, 2010 at 1:15 am

Some days are DEFINITELY two kinds of pie and ice cream for dinner :). Yours sounds productive, fun, and enlightening. Nice to meet your namesake; she’s a keeper!

Danielle September 26, 2010 at 2:30 am

What a day! It so obviously called for a dinner of pie and ice cream. The best days do :).

Also, I want to visit a farm in Wisconsin. I wonder if I have a cow-sister with my name…

Little Bookworm September 26, 2010 at 4:37 am

Interesitng post Holly – I meant to say that I love your new layout for the blog. :) That cherry pie and ice cream looks amazing!

Erica September 26, 2010 at 6:26 am

whoa- that is one massive squash! What a trip!!!!!!!! I’m jealous. I want to learn to milk a cow. No idea why- its just on my bucket list. Fun fun and I want a Sun Bun. Hope your Sunday rocks

Sarah (Running to Slow Things Down) September 26, 2010 at 6:38 am

1) love the new layout!

2) LOVE your outfit…I’m so into plaid this season. :D

3) SO jealous of your day on the farm. That looks like an absolute blast. And Holly the Cow is adorable…haha. What a fun post. :D

Alison September 26, 2010 at 7:49 am

what a fun place! i will definitely take the familia there!

I didn’t see you at willy st fair last night… maybe you will go today

mammaeverythingtarian September 26, 2010 at 8:10 am

Damn at least a city girl be lookin good on da farm. Cute jacket and an uncanny resemblance to the ‘other’ Holly. great post! PEACE

Matt September 26, 2010 at 8:13 am

The last place you will find me is a farm. I am a city boy ;)

Alex @ IEatAsphalt September 26, 2010 at 8:41 am

Love that double pie dinner. And I think it’s awesome that you hand milked a cow!

Uncle Tommie Timbertoes September 26, 2010 at 9:44 am

I like this idea of going to where the food comes from or how its processed. Makes what you eat have more meaning.

Virginia @ YtotheUmmy September 26, 2010 at 10:40 am

D’AWWW that little calf is so cute!
Oh, and last time I went to a farm and milked a cow, it kicked me ;)

Katie September 26, 2010 at 11:21 am

That salad look like anything but junk.

Farms stink. We used to go to Sundays on the farm growing up, and I hated every minute. Except those minutes when we were eating fresh ice cream. i loved those minutes.

Lauren September 26, 2010 at 1:40 pm

You make working on a farm actually look enjoyable. Although the last time I was on a farm, I had the grueling task of shoveling horse dung for 6 hours in the pouring rain, the day before my 1/2 marathon. Not a good experience.

Lindsay @ Pinch of Yum September 26, 2010 at 2:18 pm

Is this a Tumblr blog? I have yet to find many other Tumblr users, but this looks familiar… anyways, what a fun time on the farm! And I LOVE that cranberry vanilla PB from Archer Farms. It’s like dessert in a jar. But you can eat it for breakfast.

Laura September 26, 2010 at 2:31 pm

It’s always great to get out of your normal routine and do something fun! An afternoon on the farm really does sound enjoyable, that’s for sure! I’ve never milked a cow….I tried once…and then freaked out completely!!!xx

Amy B @ Second City Randomness September 26, 2010 at 3:24 pm

I grew up on a cattle farm, but have never milked a cow. We didn’t raise dairy cows, and my parents always wanted me to have the “experience”, but it never happened. Can’t say I’m overly upset about it… it sorta grosses me out! :p Clearly I was a city girl at heart…

Dana September 26, 2010 at 5:42 pm

I can so relate to you on your daily routine, Holly. I also typically rise early and prepare breakfast shortly thereafter. And then there’s reading, interwebbing, coffee-age(?), and a workout at some point. And every once in a while, I sub dessert for dinner : )

P.S. I really like your milking the cow picture. It is hil-arious. And very Holly.

Great post. I heart your new blog design. Looking forward to more from you.

Sarena (The Non Dairy Queen) September 26, 2010 at 8:10 pm

Wow, what a day! I want to do something like that with my boys…I need to find a place here that will do tours. Love that you had apple pie for dinner and cherry pie for dessert! Ya gotta live a little, right?!

Kacy September 27, 2010 at 7:58 am

I grew up in the boonies and should be down with the farm smells (there was a HUGE pig farm right outside of town that always reeked), but alas I am am not. I enjoy the beatiousness of nature and the peace of the countryside, but my heart resides within city limits.

Maj score on the bnut squash though. Furreal.

Kailey (SnackFace) September 27, 2010 at 9:10 am

How on earth did you resist hugging that baby calf or Holly? That is one of my goals in life: hug a cow. I don’t know why. I just think they’re adorable!

I also don’t know why this is the first time I’ve seen your new layout. I LIKE!

Also random, but do you make your banana soft serve in a food processor? I only have a blender and my blender hates frozen bananas. Just wondering!

Hope your weekend was phenom!!! Luuuuub you! xoxoxo

Sami September 27, 2010 at 11:48 am

Mmmmm yummmyyyy lunch.

And the farm outing looks like so much fun. When I was little we toured a farm as a field trip in our area…I milked a cow, too! And a goat :)

Nic September 27, 2010 at 1:57 pm

That is a sweet little trip to the farm! I might be stretching a bit, but you kinda look “right at home” on the farm. It could be a good look for you if you ever get sick of the city :)

Megan (Braise the Roof) September 27, 2010 at 3:12 pm

Your day sounds like WAY more fun than mine (I am trapped in a windowless room with lots of financial nonsense littering my desk…ew)! It’s always so interesting to hear about people’s experiences visiting farms- very informative. I’m with you on the gross farm smell (let’s just call a spade a spade here, it smells like poop.)- I’m definitely a city girl, too!

Susan September 28, 2010 at 9:58 am

Ahhh, I love that shot of you milking the cow named Holly!!! And there ain’t nothin’ wrong with a little pie for dinner and pie for dessert. That’s a true country dinner! :P I’m actually the opposite – a total farm girl at heart. I spent my summers growing up in Nova Scotia farm country and still feel the most at home there. Ironically, I now live in the Canada’s largest city.

I think I got the Foodbuzz lodging figured out and have figured out the financial sitch. Foodbuzz is a-go!!!!

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