A mate had a farm next to her dad's farm, think rustic butch farmers daughter. She actually used to come digging with aswell and was handy with the pickaxe. Anyway.. if ever I called in around the lunch or dinner time, or gave her a hand, id be offered a place at the table, she raised limousin beef and always had a few veal calves on the go, for which she would always have orders for the meat, & I would guess not a bit else was wasted, ive tried all sorts at her table, must say veal heart was very surprisingly nice.
I asked my son what his favourite school dinner is, (french primary s