Model Goats for Hire

So, these college kids showed up the other day and asked it they could take some photos with our bucks for a “project”.

We said, “Um, ya sure, they stink to high heaven, but go for it!  Say hello to Thunder, Bruno and Tonka.”

An hour later they had the shot they wanted and were hosing each other off in our front yard, shocked, I think, by the outrageous smell.

A few days later we got this post card in the mail:

The crew used this post card to invite all their friends on a camping trip.  Not sure we totally get it – but SO AWESOME.

Our bucks have decided to start a modeling agency.  They are out in the field cultivating their look, “Buck Steel”, and their tag line, “Will pose for alfalfa”, right now.

Vote for the Fat Toad Farm story!

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So, I’m not big on contests – mostly because I never win – but the My Story My Ad Contest hosted by the Specialty Food Association seemed like a worthy one to enter on behalf of our family, goats, and tasty caramel sauces.

Yes, this is essentially a popularity contest, again, something I would personally avoid like a root canal, but luckily, this one is all about how awesome FAT TOAD FARM is, not me.  Phew!  The winner of this contest wins their own ad campaign and a 3 day trip to San Francisco.  Yahoo!

Vote for us here and we’ll bring you a burrito from the Mission in San Francisco!*

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*We probably won’t actually bring you a burrito – that would be tricky with the planes and all.  How about a photo of a burrito just before we eat it?  :)

Survived the Fancy Food Show!

We are alive!  And we are back among the trees and (soggy) pastures where we belong after four wild days in Manhattan doin’ it up at the Summer Fancy Food Show, exhibiting our farmstead goat’s milk caramel sauces.    WOOOO!!

Food Show Signs

Despite the Herculean effort it took for us to get ourselves organized and down to NYC (I almost had a heart attack speeding through the Lincoln tunnel in our fully loaded van) we couldn’t be happier with the way the show went down.  Our booth looked fabulous and we got to spend three days among the foodiest of all foodie crowds on earth.  FTF FFS Booth-2013

Personally, I am over the moon to be home.  This trip was my first time away from my little dude, Driscoll (almost 8 months old).  I missed him desperately but also slept longer and more deeply than I have since the kid was born.  I hope he might have missed me too:   Driscoll up close

Lucky for us, we stayed in a friend’s upper west side apartment right around the corner (literally 200 steps) from Magnolia Bakery  (follow their mouth-watering blog HERE) so we were well supplied with baked beauties:  the most beautiful cake I've ever seenSee you next year Fancy Food!