Chef visits a goat farm

As you might have heard, we are in Honduras to visit Tim and Naomi and their 5 kids.
We are loving it here and Ellie as well. She seems to totally adopt to the country and we have not discovered a culture shock on our little baby, yet. She rather loves the tropical fruits and the attention she gets from her cousins.

When I was on the toilet, oddly enough I found an Amish newspaper, not The Budget but the other one. The paper exists out of stories that the Amish or Mennonite people send in. Some stories go on about a dad locking himself in the basement and therefore coming late for dinner or sometimes even a simple statement: Lye is made when you pour water on ashes or the best way to get gas out of your beans is to cook a potato with the beans and then throw away the potato.
One story caught my eye.  The title was: we make our own soap.
At first I thought it said: we make our own soup, nothing special about that especially among the Amish. Homemade food is a normal. So then when I read they put 9 cups of lard in their soup I discovered it was talking about soap. The lady who was writing about the soap had a couple of milk goats. Every 2 years she would get a bunch of milk and she would make goat milk soap! When I read this I got all excited because Derek, Joy’s nephew, has two goats and he is dreaming to be a goat farmer one day! We could make the soap together from the goat’s milk and he could sell the bars of soap and use the money to buy a Billy Goat which Derek would love to have so the goats can have babies. So I told him my plan and he saw the vision and promptly started to milk his goats.

You know, Tim and Naomi have lots of animals on their property nowadays. They have 4 dogs, 1 cat, 40 some chickens, 7 roosters, 5 sheep, a pregnant cow and a baby bull, 1 parrot, 2 guinea and 2 goats. Anyhow, only one of the two goats gives milk so Derek brought out a small jar and sure enough got a couple of drops in the jar. The goat had not been milked for a lil so it might take a while before we got our 12 oz of fresh goat’s milk for our soap.

This was not the only problem we ran into. The recipe called for lye. I did not know what it was but I bragged; it was easy to make, just add water to ashes and you have it. To make sure, I googled it and got a recipe for lye and together with Derek (and Mandy following along) we started to make lye. The ashes and water had to sit for two days. In the meantime we were out milking the goat twice a day and the goat gave 5 or 4 drops. How ever it seemed the goat milk we already got was disappearing in the fridge cause the jar did not have a lid and the milk slowly turned into goat yoghurt. I decided to hunt for goat milk in the little town down the mountain since I wanted the soap to have goat milk in it. The first few people I asked in town said the goat milk could be found in the next town. Other people named yet an other town. I concluded that in this area goat milk is not on high demand and asked one of the workers here. He promised to find some and bring it to us. He said he found some but only a little, so he suggested to go to a hotel in town where they have many goats. So we did. Yes, goat. No, milk. Finally we just gave up on the goat’s milk, and googled: “cows milk soap” and made a big batch of that.