Picked up our lambs this afternoon. One 3 weeks old and one only a week old. They will both be bottle fed for the next few months before heading for the freezer in December as hogget.
Hogget is that inbetween stage, no longer lamb but not yet mutton. The flavour is richer, the meat is less fatty, and by then the lambs have normally exceeded their initial warm welcome - that was certainly true of the last one, I think we were all ready to eat him!
The last lamb was a Charolais cross, but these are pure Charolais from a local farmer.
We named the last lamb Ernie as he was born in the E year of names for pedigree animals in France, but he very quickly got renamed Nernie the Bastard.
So far the new babies are called Nerniella and Nerniette - why alter a tradition that is working well.
We refer to them as Nernielings.
They are settled in on a bed of straw in the feed room for the night, having had a big belly full of warm milk apiece.
2 comments:
Ah! They are currently adorable, but that doesn't stop me from drooling over the tastiness that is soon to come.
Also, I love your naming convention.
It's always a great comfort to know there are folk around who are as daft as us.
Post a Comment