Christmas Crepes
Robyn // Cheese From Scratch
Ever since the first Christmas I can remember, these Crepe’s have been part of our Christmas morning. My mom would make them every year…
Have you found your nichè? One of the most important steps to making your homestead profitable is finding something that sells itself and pays for your farming or homesteading expenses. For us, that was hand rolled, hand dipped small batch artisan goats milk caramels. It took months of perfecting the recipe and endless failed farmers markets, with direct customer feedback, but we prevailed!
We documented our goat herd, from birthing goat kids, milking daily, teaching proper milk handling, using the finest seasonal Vermont ingredients, to bring little bites of heaven into the hands of our customers. They were tasting a part of our story, one they watched being created.
This close connection, from farmers to consumers, allowed us to craft a very successful seasonal caramel business, from November to February. In the peak of our holiday sales, the Farmettes and I were handcrafting 1,300+ pieces of chocolate a week!
We stirred every batch, rolled every ball, tempered all the chocolate, topped them with the finest local farm products we could, supported our other grassroots Vermont business in collaborations, cupped and stamped each box and tied each ribbon, from our farm directly to our customers!
We were up against some other big caramel makers too, but we wanted quality over quantity, so limited batches were first come first served. Not only did we love our new “job” but it covered all expenses for our goat herd and allowed us to tuck some away for the future!
Ever since the first Christmas I can remember, these Crepe’s have been part of our Christmas morning. My mom would make them every year…
I can remember sitting at the table watching my mom make a large batch of Amish Buns. She would have her very largest bowl over flowing with the best yeast dough ever!…
One of my favorite childhood memories is of sitting at the kitchen table while my mom made pies!
Often the pies where for special occasions and her hands would work so fast and efficiently making a dozen pies or more. Sometimes the pies where for a much anticipated event like Christmas with the cousins or a neighborhood bake sale. But no matter the reason, when mom was making pies my siblings and I gathered around the table to watch, play with dough scraps and lick the spoons and bowls of pie filling…