Sunday is the day my neighbors, family and friends fling garbage at my front door. Actually, I'm making the situation sound trashier than it really is. The truth is I've invited them to bring me the wretched refuse of their kitchens teeming with spent coffee grounds, vegetable peelings, and leftover casseroles, because my chickens will … Continue reading Sunday Supper is for the Birds
Sunday Supper is for the Birds
