If I Were a Rich Man: The Unlikely Story of a Grass-Fed Dairy Farm and Creamery
On a cold Wednesday morning, gray with snow-heavy clouds, Jonathan and Nina Whites farmhouse kitchen on the 185-acre Bobolink Dairy & Bakehouse in western New Jersey is a warm way station. Someone from the town of Milford stops by to pick up the wise mens costumes for a church nativity that Paul, one of the Whites three sons, has sewn. Theres been a stomach virus going around, and a farm employee who lives in a camper on the property with her sister, the farm manager, is listing the ingredients in the homemade spiced fire cider shes been sharing to help calm bellies. There are Bundt cake pans hanging on the walls, and an espresso machine on the counter alongside a gallon jar of pickled green beansJonathans grandmothers recipe. Kale soup is on the stove and a loaf of dense, chewy whole-grain bread on the chopping block. The Whites' sons, as well as their employees, keep wandering in, cutting off slabs and making toast.
I dont think I ever aspired to own a farm. Im sure I didnt, Nina laughs as the crowd temporarily dispersedoff to build solar panels, to open the farm store, to reconsider the length of the pants in Paul's wise men costumes. Despite the lack of intent, Nina and Jonathan are succeeding not just in farming, but also in upholding some aging agricultural traditions that have survived for generations on America's farms. Bobolinks methods are founded on the old ways, which the Whites integrate with robust scientific knowledge, direct marketing, and social media.
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