Relax. I don’t even have goats! Sometimes an urban farmer has to escape to the country for a real feast. UC Berkeley’s Graduate School of Journalism class ’07 (I was class speaker) gathered for one last hurrah. Josh Chin (fella with the goat-eating grin) and Josh Slobig, master chefs, organized the event at a vineyard in Napa. Great wine–Parallel winemakers--great salads, great guests, and best of all, great goat. It was spit roasted after some kind of herb infusion. These guys sliced it up, served on a bed of red onions and herbs. Delicious. Maybe I should get a few kids…
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Yes, but where would you put them?
My mom had goats when she was a kid. She loved them!! Goats are so cool! especially because they eat just about everything!