"My dad's girlfriend raises grass-fed beef. She lives on this old farm that has belonged to her family for generations. She has maybe 25 cows -- not that many. ... She has a close relationship with them. My dad knows them too. For instance, they named one of the cows after a band I used to have in high school. The name of the band was Princess Brown. And since this was a brown cow, they named her Princess Brown. ... The funny thing was, [when I was home for Christmas] she said, 'I've got some meat I'm going to send back with you.' I had a rental car. She said, 'Oh, I just put it in the trunk. It will be fine,' because it was so cold out. then I got back, and I just couldn't believe it. It was in a cooler, and it was packed completely full. So we're going to be eating tons of good beef around here."
J.M. Giordano, Photo for The Baltimore Sun
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