Sometimes the Grass Is Greener on the Other Side: Why Stubbs Farm Exists

New Stubbs Farm website is live; Hear the story of how Stubbs Farm Began.

Stubbs Farm Whole Cutup Chicken
Whole Cutup Chicken From Stubbs Farm. Photo Credit: Porchlight Productions

Welcome To The New Stubbs Farm Website

There's still a lot to do, thanks for your patience as we continue to grow and improve. Since this is the first article of the official Stubbs Farm website, I wanted to share a bit of the story of Stubbs Farm's origins.

How Stubbs Farm Began

Earlier this year, we bought our first batch of baby broiler chicks. After months of reading everything I could about pasture-raised broilers, the time had finally arrived. We unboxed our first batch with everything ready—a homemade brooder, feeder, waterer, and a whole lot of determination. My kids and I watched in amazement as these little fuzz balls ran around pecking, scratching, and huddling together for warmth.

We kept watching as they ate, drank, and grew—each one with its own quirks and personality. They weren’t just a number on an assembly line. They were living, breathing creatures. I quickly realized this was a two-way relationship: they relied on me for survival, but I was also relying on them.

I didn’t expect how much joy I’d get from having a flock of birds in my backyard. Their antics were endless entertainment—from chasing each other in a frantic game of “keep away” with a bug, to the nightly ritual of piling together in a feathery slumber party when the sun went down.

Then came processing day. The hard part. These goofy companions I’d cared for over two months were about to become food. Taking their lives was not easy, but it gave me a deep sense of responsibility and gratitude. I was thankful to be part of their entire journey—life and death—because too often, we take for granted the animals that end up on our plates.

I wouldn’t have it any other way now. It’s a special relationship: I get to raise and care for the animals that end up feeding you and your family. Thank you for being a part of that story.

Today, Stubbs Farm provides pasture-raised poultry using modern regenerative farming practices—high-intensity grazing, rotational pasture management, and high-quality feed that is USDA certified organic, non-GMO, and soy free. Right now, it may just be poultry, but we have big plans.


Asking the Hard Question

Stubbs Farm is the beginning of my vision to become part of something larger than myself in the food world. Over the years, I’ve been scouring research on why we’re getting sicker, fatter, and why autoimmune diseases are rampant—and what can actually be done about it through food.

The conclusion I came to? If I wanted to be healthier, I needed to eat healthier, more natural food. So I decided I had to start raising it myself.


The Turning Point

This isn’t just about better food for me. It isn’t even about creating some “clean food empire.” It’s about conviction.

I want to be an example of WHY cleaner, more natural foods matter. I want to inspire young people to consider farming. To prove farming isn’t a dead-end job with no future. Small, local, farms are essential—for all of us.


The World Needs Farmers

The truth is, we need more farmers who are willing to stand up and say: “We want ethical solutions to our food system.”

I want to know the produce I buy isn’t sprayed with glyphosate—or any chemical or pesticide I can't pronounce. I want pork from pigs with room to turn around, root, and dig like God designed them to. I want chickens with space to scratch, stretch, sit down, and feel the sun on their backs.

That’s the food system I want to be part of.


Small Today, Big Tomorrow

Right now, Stubbs Farm is small—just a few acres and some pasture-raised chickens. But small beginnings matter. Seeds become sprouts. Sprouts become harvests. And even one tiny farm can spark change.

If you’re like me—tired of a food system that values profit over people and efficiency over health—then stick around. Subscribe below and join me in building something better.

One chicken, one pasture, one family at a time.