I can’t live without my lamb tallow face salve, and now that I have made this tallow body butter, I know we won’t be able to live without this. This is made with beef tallow, from one of our Jersey steers, which is why it seems more yellow than the lamb tallow, but it is … Continue reading
If you grow calendula, don’t forget to continue the harvest of the flower heads, every few days during the peak season, to make calendula oil. You do not need to dehydrate the blooms completely, but just let them dry for a couple of days indoors. I use the dehydrator to keep them in place and … Continue reading
Ok, here’s the skinny on fat, tallow to be precise. I have made face and hand salve for several years using grass-fed beef suet rendered into tallow, and have loved it. Here is my quicker version when you already have tallow rendered. You do want to find grass-fed only fat or suet for rendering, as … Continue reading
What’s my favorite? I used to say the creamy, buttery lard from our American Guinea Hogs which absolutely can’t compare to rendered regular grass-fed pork fat. That would be if I’m cooking with it. My old favorite for both cooking and for salves and creams was leaf lard from grass-fed beef, ours happening to be … Continue reading
Straight coconut oil on my face is just not cutting it, especially being out in the sun and on the tractor a lot. I’ve been out of my tallow salve for about a week or so and I could not stand it another minute. Rendering lard and tallow does take a lot of time, … Continue reading
Annabelle is in her later golden years and her back hooves were way too long which caused her discomfort when she walked. She needed them trimmed, but we do not have a squeeze chute to help her stabilize on three legs, so it was a difficult job for her. The mean, biting flies were not … Continue reading
I’m in love with fat. Well, not MY fat, but thanks to my new found love affair with GOOD fats, MY fat is slowly but surely diminishing! Thus begins the story of 13 pounds of fat. My fear of fat began as guilt when I was a little girl, gazing longingly at the fatty roast … Continue reading
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