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Achadinha Cheese Company, part 3

I had to save the best post (for me) for last, the one that lets me talk about goats. I don't know what it is about cuddly animals, but I can't resist them!


After a whirl around Achadinha Cheese Company’s creamery, Donna led us around to the “teenager” area of the farm. Here, adolescent goats can frolic in their own space before joining the rest of the herd in their enormous barn and pastures. From this vantage point, we had a superb view of Donna’s nearly 300 acres, vast emerald green fields with rolling hills. Larry Peter of Petaluma Creamery is a neighbor, and across the way, we saw McEvoy Ranch (think olive oil). All we heard were goats, birds of prey, and the wind. It was awesome. The farm cat, adopted from Peter, immediately came to inspect us newcomers as we held out our hands for the goats to sniff/nibble.

Teenagers in their special pen.
Achadinha Cheese Company, part 3
The milking parlor, site of much activity on the farm!
Every farm needs at least one cat to chase chickens.
There are some calves and cows on the farm.
This is why I come to farms--to hold furry animals.
So cute!
One mischievous youngster.
Everyone got to hold a kid.
Lounging.
Pete the billy goat doesn't care that we're watching him.
A panoramic view of the Pacheco property.
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Goose, Goose, Goose, Lamb!

Okay, holy smokes. Apropos of lambs, here's something you don't see every day: a pair of baby lambs paling around with a whistling tupperware nest of little goslings.

The lambs are pets of Alex Komechak, whose website Camels and Friends has dozens of sweet videos of her menagerie. (You may have seen her racing her pet camel Nessie on the Today Show.)

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Lamb Lamb Lamb Sheep! A visit to Weirauch farm

In the wake of the California Artisan Cheese Festival, publisher Stephanie Skinner and I took a trip out to visit Joel Weirauch at his eponymous Weirauch Farm in the hills of Sonoma County, California.

Joel's holding Irene, who was bottle fed at home for the first month—her mother had udder problems, so Irene got very comfortable around people. She's one of the older lambs: some of the wee ones in the barn were only a few days old, but they all have names that start with "I"; Irene, Iris, Ivy, etc. Nex year, every lamb will have a "J" name, and so on.

Joel and his wife Carleen are making humane, organic, farmstead sheep cheese in an old-fashioned, new-fangled way: bootstrapping their way into the business, renting land and using recycled schoolhouse trailers for aging caves. Never throw anything out, eh?

Me, holding a lamb.
In the barn, nibblin' my chinos.
Joel Weirauch with one of his flock. Note the undocked tail: the farm doesn't clip.
Steph pokes the baby.
Lambs cuddle for warmth in the shelter of the barn.
A bucolic scene here in Sonoma, despite the threatening sky.
Momma and babies. Each generation's name starts with a new letter: Abbie gives birth to Betty gives birth to Cassie and so on.
Not just sheep: the Weirauchs are tenants on the farm, and the owners have their own free-range egg business.
Sweet, ain't she?
Inside the Weirauch aging room; it's made from an old school trailer.
Some of Joel & Carleen Weirauch's cow's milk cheeses: Tomme Fraiche and Carabiner, I think?
More cow's milk cheese: the hoary Rumpel.