NYT: At Georgia's White Oak Pastures, Grass-Fed Beef is Only the Beginning
Wednesday, March 11th, 2015
Here in the cab of a muddy pickup truck, with a stubby Ranch Hand rifle on the console and windows so fogged it’s hard to see the ruts in the pasture, you tend to believe anything the driver says.
Like, for instance, that religion and social niceties have never been that important to the men who have raised cattle on this fertile slice of southwest Georgia since the end of the Civil War.
“We’re irreverent, profane, we talk too loud, we drink too much and we cheat to win,” William Harris III said.
