Who’s Your Piggy?
You have the rare opportunity to purchase the best pork on Planet Earth, via my CSA. Act now, before it’s too late.
Spring has sprung here on the farmstead. Although the ground is still partially frozen, 99.9 percent of the snow has melted and the mud road is starting to dry out. Which means, for me, it’s almost time to get the piglets. These are so-called “feeder” pigs, but they’re really dual purpose — land-clearing and freezer-filling.
Thirteen of the last 15 years, since moving to this magical spot in the western Maine foothills, I’ve been raising pigs. Usually three at a time, annually, because a trio of hogs can get a lot done, land-clearing-wise. That’s what they’re here to do: Root and dig. Roll, and wallow in the mud. As you can see in my short film from 2022 entitled Three Pigs and a Frog.
The pigs’ job is simple. Help us re-claim long-abandoned pastures and help create gardens and grazing meadows for our yet-to-be born dairy cow. Added bonus: freezers full of fine food.
Here’s how it usually goes. After I clear a section of ancient-field-turned-forest (by felling and bucking trees, then split and stacking ‘em for our firewood), the pigs get to work ripping up roots and chomp-chomping saplings.
With their powerful hog-snouts, they turn the soil, over and over and over again. For our friends, it is endless fun to endlessly dig for treats to eat.
Topsoil, rotting stumps and forgotten logs all are snack bars, full of grubs, ants, worms and other delicacies. Our pigs have a food-and-fun filled life. Guaranteed.
Stumps also double as excellent back scratchers for our porcine colleagues.
Their tenure here on the land is short. In late April, they arrive as two-month old piglets, then work and wallow all summer.
When fall comes, they feast on acorns, corn stalks and other garden harvest leftovers. Meanwhile the goats, their comrades-in-the-eternal-struggle (labor vs. management), observe, knowing what the future portends.
And when the nights grow colder, in mid-autumn, they depart.
For us, the fateful trip is always on a Friday when we haul them to the local abattoir and they are quickly and efficiently dispatched. Then, via knife, saw and grinder, they are transformed into nourishment. And lots of it.
For me, raising pigs is a win-win-win. I’m grateful to have worked with these critters and witnessed them utilize their tremendous porcine energy. And I’m overwhelmingly appreciative of the amazing morsels, including lots of sausage: breakfast, hot Italian and our limited-edition chorizo, seasoned with our own special secret spice blend.
Thanks to the pigs, our freezer is always full of pork. From fresh steaks (properly marinated, better than beef-steak on the grill) plus dozens of delicious inch-and-a-quarter chops and substantial succulent shoulders perfect for pulled pork. (An extra bonus is the multiple racks of delicious ribs.)
And I’m not even talking about the bacon.
Anyway, I’m not telling you this to make you hungry. (Or mad, if you are one of The Crash Report’s vegan readers or don’t eat flesh for other reasons.)
I’m telling you this because I have two half-pigs CSAs available for purchase in 2025. FYI: a 1/2 pig fills a standard-sized freezer or a compact chest freezer. Buyers are invited to a singular visit with their pig this summer. Reserve now to ensure your own ample supply of the world’s best pork. DM for the price sheet and details.