Goats and kids, cheese and meat



One evening a couple of days ago we drove a few kilometres up into the rocky, garrigue-covered hills to the goat farm at Mas Rolland to buy cheese and to see the newborn kids. The farm has a website – here – in French, explaining the way they work, grazing the goats naturally in the open countryside and making cheese every day. By chance, a couple of late kids had been born that afternoon. Unlike the slightly older ones that were scampering all over the place, trying to eat our clothes and moving so fast that all my shots of them were a blur in the low light of the shed, these ones kept still, resting after the shock, perhaps, of birth, in a plastic box.



Most of the adult goats were being milked or waiting to be milked:



We bought some cheeses, having already bought a quarter of a kid from the farm at the butcher’s shop in Roujan. The kids look lovely, I know, but realistically they exist only to cause the adult goats to produce milk for cheese-making. Many of the female kids are kept to replenish the herd, or sold to others who want to build up a herd, but for most of the males life is short. This is the reality of all dairy farming – sheep, cows and goats must produce offspring which are surplus to the requirements of the herd and, therefore, are eaten. We roasted the quarter kid for lunch today. It weighed about 1.25 kilo and took about an hour to cook uncovered in a hot oven. We put it on a bed of wild thyme, picked in the hills near the village, with garlic, salt, pepper, tomato purée and white wine. Half way through the cooking time we added some parboiled pieces of carrot, potato and pumpkin, so that it was a one-pot meal.



While we were waiting for the meat to cook we had an apéritif: Cava, olives, fuet and chorizo.



And then the main course was ready, deliciously fragrant with the thyme and garlic, nice tender meat and a delicious sauce made from the juices, wine and tomato.



And the cheese course? A selection of goats’ cheeses: tomme, a hard, matured cheese, demi-frais, a couple of days old, and cendré, rolled in ashes, a style that I assume was developed for keeping the cheeses fresh, and which gives a lovely flavour to the cheese.



Just for the record, yesterday we planted out our cebas – sweet onions from Lézignan-la-Cèbe.

8 thoughts on “Goats and kids, cheese and meat

  1. I think most are unaware — or unwilling to think about — the harsh reality behind dairy farming, regardless of whether it’s cows, sheep, or goats. For a number of years, when I was quite young, we had goat for Easter, something I’ll share in Wednesday’s post. I’ll be going home in a few weeks and will be sure to show this post to Zia. Seeing your roasting pan will surely give her reason to smile. That said, it sounds like you spent a nice evening at the goatherd’s and prepared a wonderful lunch today. It all sounds delicious.

  2. I cooked a leg of lamb for some friends yesterday, in honour of Uncle Monty (Richard Griffiths). During the dinner we talked about roasting goat. It’s expensive in England, but I imagine far more economical in France. Your meal looks delicious 😉

  3. We spent Easter in Lille at my daughter’s graduation. It was very cold and tried to snow! I have a haunch of sanglier that I’m planning for our delayed Easter meal this weekend and I will definitely try this recipe. With all the rain I should be able to find some wild asparagus or wild leeks for a starter.

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