If you’ve ever wanted to truly understand where your food comes from. Learn to butcher with your own hands, connect with the people who raise it, and walk away changed. Crunchy Mama Farms is where you start. This isn’t a tour. It’s real work. And it’s waiting for you.

My labs aren't good, not decent. They're a personal best. My war cry etched in ink and blood.

If the mention of Jesus makes you uncomfortable — If the idea that I believe in something bigger than myself makes you cringe — If reading this made your fingers itch to type some passive-aggressive bullshit about “organized religion” or “delusion” or “I didn’t know you were one of those people” — Then get the hell off my page.

Seventy days after nerve damage from diabetes stole part of my vision, I walked into CrossFit to fight for my life. This is my raw, unapologetic journey through pain, redemption, and refusing to let this disease win.

Hands in warm organs, beef with backbone, and a Texas farm that reminded me why I ever picked up a knife in the first place.

The Miracle Berry doesn’t just change how food tastes—it manipulates your brain into questioning reality itself.

When I started taking keto seriously, I had a little crisis. Because apparently, milk is off the table. Too many carbs. Not keto-friendly

I’ve had type 2 diabetes for over a decade, and somehow, I’m just now realizing… I may have been doing this all wrong.

Nut oils are everywhere, they can mess with your metabolism in ways you probably didn’t expect. Let’s break it all down...