As part of my itinerary with the thought-provoking Canadian hospitality symposium, Terroir, I got to go on a wild turkey hunt! I had never done anything like that before . . . up at 4 am, dressed in my little camo skinny jeans, it was a great time. I was happy to be hosted to experience it!
So, the weather was brisk 2 hours outside Toronto in Thornbury, Ontario. We went to the breathtaking vista, so appropriately named, of Grandview Farms. They are a family-owned farm that grows grass-fed and pasture-raised meat. I staked out a place to keep a lookout for turkeys and lay low. I was warned that wild turkeys have amazing eyesight, so that I’d have to keep very, very still. I lay down in the mud and . . . fell asleep. After a long, chilly nap, someone (else) got a turkey! It was time for breakfast.
The owners of Grandview Farms make their own bacon, sausages and soon, butter. For their household, they either grow what they need or source it through neighboring farms. They have a spacious kitchen with island that any foodie would envy; it was an honor to be invited into their private living space. Because the household had exhausted much time and energy prepping for the day’s events — including a huge chef collaborative live fire dinner to be made later — one of my colleagues was asked to make breakfast.
An editor at one of the most beloved professional magazines that I read, Food Arts, was an enthusiastic breakfast chef: Jim Poris. The Grandview Farms folks asked him what he needed, ingredient-wise. Did he want milk, fresh herbs, cheese? Jim turned down the cheese, which made me a little sad for a second. But then I had his eggs! So tender and creamy and rich! They were so perfect, the most perfect scrambled eggs I’ve ever had.
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