Of Calves and Carnivores

While recent bestsellers such as Eric Schlosser’s Fast Food Nation have turned that kind of data into dinner-party conversation, Friend comes to the table at a slightly different angle. Unlike The Omnivore’s Dilemma author Michael Pollan, she’s not against corn. “We aren’t huge fans of corn and we don’t feed our lambs very much, but on our farm it’s a challenge to raise entirely grass-fed lambs,” she explains. And unlike Barbara Kingsolver, author of Animal, Vegetable, Miracle, she’s not suggesting we all try growing our own food. Friend’s painfully funny 2006 memoir, Hit by a Farm, makes it clear that not everyone is cut out for agriculture.

Though she’s well versed on the health and environmental concerns that come with conventionally raised meat, Friend says that’s not why she wrote her latest book. “My main interest is in the well-being of animals,” she says, calling out to one of the three llamas that protect her flock from animal predators. “I know it seems odd, but this is how farming works—we work our butts off to keep our animals alive and healthy, and then we kill them.”

To critics who wonder why she hasn’t become a vegetarian, she argues that meat eaters have more impact on the lives of farm animals by “remaining at the table” and using their muscle as consumers to force more humane farming practices. After all, she says, the increase in vegetarians—about 5 percent of the U.S. population, according to estimates she cites—hasn’t decreased the demand for meat, which has grown by almost twenty-five pounds per person in the past twenty-five years. “But as carnivores, because we’re responsible for [the animals’] deaths, we’re also responsible for their lives,” she writes. It’s a paradox, she adds, that most people seem to appreciate. A 2004 Ohio State University survey found that 81 percent of respondents believe the health and well-being of livestock animals is just as important as that of pets.

Improve farm animals’ lives in the following ways, says Friend, and the positive side effects will also include improved health for those who eat them:

First, she says, “pay attention.” Though clever marketing tries to convince us that protein springs fully formed from the freezer section, there is carnage involved: Almost 8.9 billion animals (not including fish) are butchered every year to feed us. Because that number may be difficult to grasp, Friend, a former economist, performs a rough calculation in her book, dividing that number by 300 million Americans (minus the 5 percent who don’t eat meat), then multiplying the result by 80 years, and arrives at 2,500—the number of livestock animals butchered for each meat-eating American in his or her lifetime. Eating less meat wouldn’t kill us—or nearly as many animals. She says the sixteen-ounce steak that’s common in many restaurants is, in fact, 300 percent larger than the serving size recommended by the USDA.

Second, she says, “waste less.” According to Friend’s research, Americans throw 22.5 million pounds of meat in the garbage every day—the equivalent of 15,000 cows, 36,000 hogs, and 2 million chickens. “No one—no one—can feel good about these numbers,” she says, advocating for a little more restraint at the smorgasbord and a greater commitment to cleaning our plates.

Perhaps predictably, she suggests that we replace some of the factory-raised meat on our plates with the lamb chops and chicken breasts raised on sustainable farms such as hers—though she’s not the only one making this suggestion. Various sources, from the Sierra Club to New York Times food columnist Mark Bittman, have been promoting this sort of change, and the menu options are improving apace. Even a small but growing number of fast-food chains such as Chipotle and Burgerville have been eschewing factory-raised meat in favor of animals raised without hormones or antibiotics

Less predictably, Friend suggests going meatless every once in a while—a campaign the U.S. Department of Health and Human Services has promoted since 2005, when its “Healthy People 2010” report showed that vegetarians typically weigh less than meat eaters and suffer from lower rates of type 2 diabetes and other diseases.

I quite enjoyed my visit to Friend’s farm, and when I got home I was still ruminating on what I saw there. The little calf that nipped at my backside nipped at my conscience a few days later as I stood in the meat aisle of my grocery store, comparing the conventionally raised sirloin at $4.99 a pound with the grass-fed variety priced at $10.99. I swallowed hard and thought about how happy that calf and his buddies looked. So I bought the expensive stuff, but less of it than usual. It was, I must add, delicious.

Something similar happened on a rotisserie-chicken weeknight, after my family had picked through the breast meat. Holding the bird’s rib cage over the garbage can, I thought of the chickens I’d seen on Friend’s farm, and as I paused to consider what I was doing, I realized there was still food attached to the bones. I believe it’s called “dark meat.” Chicken salad the following evening tasted even better than usual—plus it was practically free.

My farm tour helped me connect the dots between where animals live and where I do, which leads me to give thanks for our food, not just in general terms, but with greater specificity. This month, while we’re taking in the last of the fall colors, I plan to take my kids on a pasture walk of their own at one of the growing number of sustainable farms that are glad to sell their products directly to people like me. It’s time to teach my kids what McNuggets look like when they’re still on two legs. 

You can reach columnist Laura Billings at edit@mspmag.com.