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New
York Times OP-ED CONTRIBUTOR
About a Turkey
By PATRICK MARTINS
When you sit down to your Thanksgiving meal on Thursday, waiting
for the main attraction to be brought in on a platter, take a moment
to think about where it came from and how it found its way to your
table. After all, your turkey is not the same wily, energetic, tasty
bird that struck our ancestors as the perfect centerpiece for an
American holiday.
Most Americans know that the turkey is a native game bird, and
that Benjamin Franklin thought it would have been a better national
symbol than the bald eagle. For good reason: in the wild, Meleagris
gallopavo is a fast runner and a notoriously difficult prize for
hunters. Even after they were domesticated, turkeys remained spirited,
traditionally spending the bulk of their lives outdoors, exploring,
climbing trees, socializing and, of course, breeding.
Now consider the bird that will soon be on your plate. It probably
hatched in an incubator on a huge farm, most likely in the Midwest
or the South. Its life went downhill from there. A few days after
hatching in the first of many unnatural if not necessarily
painful indignities it had its upper beak and toenails snipped
off. A turkey is normally a very discriminating eater (left to its
own devices, it will search out the exact food it wants to eat).
In order to fatten it up quickly, farmers clip the beak, transforming
it into a kind of shovel. With its altered beak, it can no longer
pick and choose what it will eat. Instead, it will do nothing but
gorge on the highly fortified corn-based mash that it is offered,
even though that is far removed from the varied diet of insects,
grass and seeds turkeys prefer. And the toenails? They're removed
so that they won't do harm later on: in the crowded conditions of
industrial production, mature turkeys are prone to picking at the
feathers of their neighbors and even cannibalizing them.
After their beaks are clipped, mass- produced turkeys spend the
first three weeks of their lives confined with hundreds of other
birds in what is known as a brooder, a heated room where they are
kept warm, dry and safe from disease and predators. The next rite
of passage comes in the fourth week, when turkeys reach puberty
and grow feathers. For centuries, it was at this point that a domesticated
turkey would move outdoors for the rest of its life.
But with the arrival of factory turkey farming in the 1960's, all
that changed. Factory-farm turkeys don't even see the outdoors.
Instead, as many as 10,000 turkeys that hatched at the same time
are herded from brooders into a giant barn. These barns generally
are windowless, but are illuminated by bright lights 24 hours a
day, keeping the turkeys awake and eating.
These turkey are destined to spend their lives not on grass but
on wood shavings, laid down to absorb the overwhelming amount of
waste that the flock produces. Still, the ammonia fumes rising from
the floor are enough to burn the eyes, even at those operations
where the top level of the shavings is occasionally scraped away
during the flock's time in the barn.
Not only do these turkeys have no room to move around in the barn,
they don't have any way to indulge their instinct to roost (clutching
onto something with their claws when they sleep). Instead, the turkeys
are forced to rest in an unnatural position analogous to
what sleeping sitting up is for humans.
Not only are the turkeys in the barn all the same age, they
and the roughly 270 million turkeys raised on factory farms each
year are all the same variety, the appropriately named Broad
Breasted White. Every bit of natural instinct and intelligence has
been bred out of these turkeys, so much so that they are famously
stupid (to the point where farmers joke they'll drown themselves
by looking up at the rain). Broad Breasted Whites have been developed
for a single trait at the expense of all others: producing disproportionately
large amounts of white meat in as little time as possible.
Industrial turkeys pay a high price for the desire of producers
and consumers for lots of white breast meat. By their eighth week,
these turkeys are severely overweight. Their breasts are so large
that they are unable to walk or even have sex. (All industrial turkeys
today are the product of artificial insemination.)
Needless to say, no Broad Breasted White could hope to survive
in nature. These turkeys' immune systems are weak from the start,
and to prevent even the mildest pathogen from killing them, farmers
add large amounts of antibiotics to their feed. The antibiotics
also help the turkeys grow faster and prevent ailments like diabetes,
respiratory problems, heart disease and joint pains that result
from an unvaried diet and lack of exercise. Because the health of
these turkeys is so delicate, the few humans who come in contact
with them generally wear masks for fear of infecting them.
On non-industrial farms, it takes turkeys 24 weeks to arrive at
slaughter weight, about 15 pounds for a hen and 24 pounds for a
tom. Industrial turkeys, however, need half that time. By 12 to
14 weeks, the whole flock is ready for the slaughterhouse. Once
slaughtered, the turkeys have to suffer one more indignity before
arriving in your grocer's meat case. Because of their monotonous
diet, their flesh is so bland that processors inject them with saline
solution and vegetable oils, improving "mouthfeel" while
at the same time increasing shelf life and adding weight.
Anyone who cooks knows that salt alone won't do the trick. Once,
simply sticking a turkey in the oven for a few hours was enough.
Today, chefs have to go to heroic lengths to try to counteract the
turkey's cracker-like dryness and lack of flavor. Cooks must brine,
marinate, deep fry, and hide the taste with maple syrup, herbs,
spices, butter and olive oil. It's no surprise that side dishes
have moved to the center of the Thanksgiving menu.
Even so, 45 million turkeys will be sold this Thanksgiving, so
turkey producers aren't doing badly for themselves. But could they
be sowing the seeds of their own misfortune? By relying solely on
a single strain of the Broad Breasted White, and producing it in
huge vertically integrated companies that control every aspect of
production, entire flocks and even the species itself is one novel
pathogen away from being wiped off the American dinner table. The
future of the turkey as we know it rests on only one genetic strain.
And the fewer genetic strains of an animal that exist, the less
chance that the genes necessary to resist a lethal pathogen are
present.
It's for this reason that maintaining genetic diversity within
any species is crucial to a secure and sustainable food supply.
Sadly for the turkey and for us, the rise of the Broad Breasted
White means that dozens of other turkey varieties, including the
Bourbon Red, Narragansett and Jersey Buff, have been pushed to the
brink of extinction because there is no longer a market for them.
What to do? One solution is to bypass Broad Breasted Whites altogether.
A few nonprofit groups including my own, Slow Food U.S.A.,
and the American Livestock Breeds Conservancy are working
with independent family farms to ensure that a handful of older,
pre-industrial turkey varieties, known as heritage breeds, are still
being grown. These varieties are slowly gaining recognition for
their dark, rich and succulent meat. (My group, which encourages
the preservation of artisanal foods, sells turkeys on behalf of
these farmers, but we don't profit from the transactions.)
While it might be too late to get your hands on a heritage bird
this year, there are some other options available to consumers who
would like a turkey raised in a more humane fashion, even if it
is a Broad Breasted White. Farmers' markets often have meat purveyors
who raise their turkeys the way they should be, free ranging and
outdoors.
At the market, you can often meet the person who grew your turkey
and ask about how it was raised. Many independent butcher shops
have developed relationships with local farmers who deliver fresh
turkeys, especially for special occasions like Thanksgiving. A few
environmentally conscious supermarkets get their turkeys from small
family farms.
But as you shop, you need to look for more than just labels like
"organic," "free range" and "naturally
raised." They have been co-opted by big business and are no
guarantee of a healthier and more humanely raised bird.
The key word to keep in mind is "traceability." If the
person behind the counter where you buy your turkey can name the
farm or farmer who raised it, you are taking a step in the right
direction. You'll help give turkeys a better life. You'll be kinder
to the environment. And you might even wind up with a turkey that
tastes, well, like a turkey.
Patrick Martins is director of Slow Food U.S.A.
November 21, 2001, Wednesday
The Hunt for a Truly Grand Turkey, One That
Nature Built
By MARIAN BURROS
TOMORROW you'll probably be joining millions of Americans in a
true Thanksgiving tradition: slathering giblet gravy over those
dry, tasteless slices of turkey and tucking into
the really good stuff -- the dressing and sweet potatoes, the cranberry
relish and pumpkin pie.
I'm here to tell you there's hope.
The turkey you'll be eating could never exist in nature. After
50 years of overengineering, it has morphed into a bizarre, ungainly
beast that can no longer run, fly or even lay
eggs. And all in the name of progress: what it can do is supply
copious quantities of white breast meat at the expense of the dark
meat from the leg and thigh.
But there is a movement afoot -- among conservationists who understand
that endangered animals can be saved if a commercial market is created
for them -- to revive the breeds of turkey that once made people
anticipate the Thanksgiving bird with pleasure because of its deep,
rich flavor. The hitch, for the consumer, is that the farmers will
raise only as many of these magnificent turkeys as they know they
can sell, and they are not inexpensive. And because they are raised
to order, orders must be placed near the beginning of the year.
While you're working your way through that big-breasted manufactured
creation tomorrow, think of the treat in store for next year. Picture
yourself, carving set in hand, beside a perfect Norman Rockwell
turkey, with long legs and a taut golden brown breast. A moist,
juicy turkey suffused with flavor, something you can sink your teeth
into. People might actually ask for seconds.
The
conservationist movement includes the American Livestock Breeds
Conservancy, an organization that works to preserve rare breeds
and genetic diversity in livestock and poultry; the Society for
the Preservation of Poultry Antiquities; and a few hundred farmers
around the country who raise small numbers of old breeds and have
been trying to save them for years. And now Slow Food U.S.A., which
is part of an international nonprofit education organization that
promotes the relationship between environment and gastronomy, has
joined the effort. Among its aims are saving foods that are part
of America's heritage and endangered by agricultural standardization,
like the Delaware Bay oyster, hand-parched wild rice from Minnesota
and Wisconsin, and now, the American turkey. It has adopted four
breeds near extinction -- the Narragansett, the Bourbon Red, the
Jersey Buff and the Standard Bronze -- for its modern version of
Noah's Ark. Next week it will announce the induction of the heritage
turkeys, all of them native Americans, into its Ark U.S.A., with
the hope that giving them a higher profile will increase demand.
''Ark products are food products that will be saved through consumption,''
said Peter Martins, the president of Slow Food U.S.A. ''Ark foods
need to find work, and the best
way is to be an everyday part of our diets. We want to increase
demand of these products by increasing awareness.''
After years of selective breeding, only one breed of turkey, the
aptly named Broadbreasted White, remains in large-scale production
in the United States. For about 30 years, it
has been the breeding stock owned by the three major companies,
Hybrid Turkeys of Ontario, Canada; British United Turkeys of America
in Lewisburg, W. Va.; and Nicholas
Turkey Breeding Farms, Sonoma, Calif. A blowzy specimen with short
stubby legs, its disproportionate supply of white meat has come
at the expense of taste and texture. It's
stupid to boot.
The joke about turkeys drowning in the rain may actually have some
basis in fact. Glenn Drowns, secretary-treasurer of the Society
for the Preservation of Poultry Antiquities,
and owner of the Sand Hill Preservation Center in Calamus, Iowa,
a preservation farm, is infuriated by the degradation of the turkey.
''The commercial guys say they have to
keep the turkeys in buildings because they'd drown in the rain,''
he said. ''It makes my blood pressure boil. Next year I'm going
to raise some of them to see if they are that far
gone.''
Because most Americans aren't old enough to have eaten the old-fashioned
turkey, they have no idea what they are missing. The rest of us
just forgot over the years, lulled into thinking that new is improved.
Tasting the four heritage turkeys against two Broadbreasted Whites,
one of which was free range, reminded me why the Thanksgiving turkey
was so eagerly looked forward to 50 years ago, and why, today, cooks
have had to dream up dozens of ways of making it taste better.
The heritage turkeys I roasted were those chosen for inclusion
in the Slow Food Ark because they were once in large-scale production
and have delicious meat.
''They can compete with the commercial turkey, but the meat is
more in the legs and thighs, because your muscles grow where you
work them,'' Mr. Drowns said.
And
unlike the industrialized turkey, which can barely walk, much less
run, these turkeys forage all over the pasture. They can also fly,
another activity the industrial turkey can no longer enjoy. Of the
four heritage turkeys I roasted, the Bourbon Red was the most delicious,
with more flavorful white meat than the other three and deeply flavored
dark meat -- the essence of turkey.
But the differences among them were small, and a true test would
require consumption of more than one of each turkey. All of them
had richer, fuller flavor -- especially in the
dark meat -- and were much juicier than the industrial birds, including
the free-range version. The heritage birds also have texture, not
as in tough but as in firm. The meat does
not fall apart in your mouth, a characteristic of both industrial
birds I roasted. The industrial turkeys were also very dry and had
what might be called a ghost of turkey taste.
I also tried two Eastern wild turkeys from Quattro Farms, which
sells them at the Union Square Greenmarket on Saturdays. They too
have more flavor than the supermarket
turkey, but they are much smaller -- 7 to 12 pounds -- than the
four heritage turkeys, which weighed 14 to 18 pounds. Mr. Drowns
says it's easy to tell the heritage and the
industrial turkeys apart. ''I could pick out the industrial bird
from the one raised naturally even blindfolded,'' he said, ''even
with the best chef in the world cooking.'' The
difference in taste is not just because of genetics but also because
of their varied diet and their ability to graze, hunting and pecking
for the grubs and bugs and grasses that make
them taste good. Their firmness is due to their exercise. They also
appear to have a nutritional advantage over industrial birds: because
they eat more grass they have higher
levels of the good omega-3 fatty acids, which may protect the heart
and bring down levels of unhealthful triglycerides.
The common ancestor for all heritage breeds is the wild turkey,
native to these shores. Wild turkeys went from Central America to
Europe with the first explorers. Then they
were imported to North America by English settlers as the black
Spanish turkey, which was bred with the wild North American turkey.
The Standard Bronze was the result and
the other breeds followed: the Narragansett from Narragansett Bay
in Rhode Island; the Bourbon from Bourbon County, Ky., and the Jersey
Buff from New Jersey.
Fifty years ago, when Americans were still eating turkeys raised
nearby, there were millions of those birds. Paula Johnson, who raises
heritage turkeys in Las Cruces, N.M.,
recently surveyed the heritage turkey population. She said there
are only about 3,800 of them left, raised mostly for show. Only
about 23 farms have flocks with more than 100
turkeys. At the moment, only the owners and a few of their lucky
neighbors can enjoy them for holiday dinner.
The disappearance of the endangered breeds came to public attention
with the release of a census in 1998, when the American Livestock
Breeds Conservancy began an intensive campaign warning of the imminent
extinction of those turkeys. The conservancy lists the Buff, Narragansett
and Bronze as critical, which means there are fewer than 500 breeding
birds in North America. Bourbon Reds are classified as rare, with
fewer than 1,000 breeding birds.
With only one breed of turkey available in significant quantities,
it is possible that 50 years from now there will be no turkeys at
all for Thanksgiving dinner. ''The gene pool is
so narrow in the industrial turkey that they are beginning to notice
heart problems, leg failure, suppressed immune systems,'' Mr. Drowns
said. ''If you don't have a gene pool
in the natural mating turkeys, you are talking about coming up with
something else to eat for Thanksgiving 40 or 50 years from now.
The industrial turkeys could be wiped out
by a virus, by bacteria or just plain stress.''
Commercial turkeys can no longer breed on their own; they are artificially
inseminated. They don't lay eggs; their large breasts make it impossible
for them to mount. Pamela
Marshall, who breeds heritage chickens and turkeys in Amenia, N.Y.,
paints a vivid picture. ''It's like having two footballs mate,''
she said. The American Livestock Breeds
Conservancy says that of the 10 species of domestic farm animals
that are the focus of their work, ''none is more genetically eroded
than the turkey.''
Donald
Bixby, executive director of the conservancy said: ''With industrial
turkeys, everyone is breeding for a narrow range of production characteristics.
So, as a result, they are losing survival characteristics. That's
why they are having a hard time breeding, why their biological fitness
is declining, why there is infertility, bone and joint problems,
ruptured aortas, hypertension.''
In other words, the modern day turkey, in addition to being dry
and tasteless, is a physical wreck. These turkeys are also bred
to be ready for slaughter when they are three to
three and a half months old, which explains why they are so dry.
''When you shorten the life of the bird, it never matures and never
puts on the layer of fat, and that's why these commercial birds
taste real dry and why they are injected with
liquid,'' said Frank Reese, who raises Bourbon Reds, Bronzes and
Narragansetts on his ranch in Lindsborg, Kan. Like others raising
rare breeds, Mr. Reese sells his birds
when they are five or six months old and have acquired some fat.
The modern turkey has also been bred to look perfect, Ms. Marshall
said. ''In the 1950's and 60's we developed into an antiseptic nation
and wanted perfection -- the perfect
white breast,'' she said. ''As people have become more aware of
what goes into food, how it is produced, they have become more tolerant
of imperfections like dark pinfeathers
in dark birds. Now people are more concerned with the quality of
the food.''
For many, that has meant years of taking extreme measures to add
flavor and moisture to the turkey.
Imagine a day when it would no longer be necessary to spend hours
soaking the bird in brine. Deep-frying turkeys could be saved for
warm weather, when the task can be
safely accomplished outside, reducing the odds of burning down the
house. The chances of pneumonia would decrease, as outdoor grilling
in a freezing rain would no longer be
necessary. Poisoning the dinner guests would be significantly reduced,
because the technique of cooking the turkey at very low temperature
overnight could be discarded. So
could the one that calls for cooking at very high temperature and
setting off the smoke detector.
Talk about being thankful.
November 21, 2001, Wednesday
Plan Ahead to Assure Your Heritage Next Year
By MARIAN BURROS
IF
you want a heritage turkey on the table next Thanksgiving, it's
time to start thinking about it. The farmers will grow only the
turkeys they can sell, so orders must be placed no later than January
or February.
Slow Food U.S.A. is putting customers in touch with farmers. The
group can be reached by writing to it at 434 Broadway, New York,
N.Y. 10013 or by e-mail at info@slowfoodusa.org.
The turkeys cost $3 to $4 a pound, not including shipping.
For additional information about heritage turkeys, the American
Livestock Breeds Conservancy can be reached through www.albc-usa.org.
Some farms can also be contacted directly by e-mail. Among them:
Good Shepherd Ranch, 730 Smoky Valley Road, Lindsborg, Kan. 67456-9553.
The contact is Frank Reese Jr. at gsrt@alltel
.net.
Seldom Seen Farm, P.O. Box 351, Amenia, N.Y., 12501. Pamela Marshall,
at seldomseenfarm@mail2usa.com.
For this article, I roasted eight turkeys -- four heritage turkeys,
two supermarket turkeys (one standard and one free-range) and two
Eastern wild turkeys (a hen and a tom). Each
was stuffed only with onion and celery and roasted in a plastic
turkey-cooking bag, following directions. The turkeys were rubbed
with oil and seasoned with salt.
When the thickest part of the thigh reached 175 degrees the turkeys
were taken out of the oven, allowed to rest in the bag for 15 minutes,
then outside the bag until they had cooled
a little more.
I tasted each on its own and then compared it with the other turkeys.
The dark meat was the most flavorful on all the turkeys, especially
the heritage breeds, which have much more of it. Their leg and thigh
meat is several shades darker, and very
juicy. It has the turkey flavor that is merely hinted at in the
supermarket turkeys.
The white meat, which the heritage birds have less of, does not
look that different, but it is much juicier and has a little more
flavor.
The flavor of the dark meat of the Eastern wild tom turkey was
flavorful, the white meat less so. The hen was not as tender and
juicy as the tom.
The free-range supermarket turkey was so soft it hardly needed
chewing. It had minimal flavor.
The other supermarket turkey had almost no flavor and was very
dry.
It isn't possible to be conclusive about differences among the
heritage birds after tasting just one of each type. But I did note
some subtle distinctions among those I sampled.
The Bourbon Red was more flavorful and somewhat juicier than the
Narragansett. The dark meat of the Standard Bronze was also good,
the white meat not quite as flavorful as the
Bourbon Red's.
The Jersey Buff had excellent dark meat and was chewier than the
others. The white meat of the Narragansett was very mild, the dark
meat flavorful but a bit chewier than the
Bourbon Red's.
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