Beef Shank Stroganoff Recipe & Pasture Prime Farm

My friend Heather — an old friend whose dirty mouth rivals my own — told me about a place. A special place. A special place where one can buy locally-raised meat, and where the animals are fed a diet conducive to healthy, happy lives while being allowed to roam free in pastures in humane conditions. When you read as much as I do about the horrors of America’s food production and its many, um, hiccups, hearing about such a place is like being told that fairies are not only real but also delicious.

So last weekend my friend Dee and I decided to investigate.

The sun was high above us and it’s warmth beat down our bare arms through the car windows as we drove through the countryside. Swarms of lovebugs slapped against my windshield as we barreled through the dirt roads toward the 400+ acre farm.

Beef Shank Stroganoff

Torm, the owner of Pasture Prime and one half of the manpower behind its operation, had agreed to meet us on short notice after I’d contacted him the night prior asking if I could drop by the farm to pick up my order. Dee and I ended up spending an hour and a half with him as he gave us the tour of its operation.

“I believe in transparency,” said Torm as we drove through a large grassy field, droves of feeding cattle haring from the moving nose of Torm’s slow-moving truck. Most mooed and side-eyed us with disapproval, but one heifer kept excitedly attempting to mount the other heifers, because heifers be so cray.

Cows | Pasture Prime Farm, Summerfield, FL


Cows | Pasture Prime Farm, Summerfield, FL

Farm dog | Pasture Prime Farm, Summerfield, FL

My favorite cow.

The cattle at Pasture Prime are Wagyu breed, which are known for their tenderness and marbling, as well as supplying the world with the highly coveted Kobe beef that many restaurants pay top dollar for. Torm took us up to a now retired and repurposed cow-milking shed to show us his big, black Berkshire and wooly Mangalitsa pigs.

With a litter of piglets running around the drift of Mangalitsa, Torm pointed out that the Mangalitsa typically go out to the woods behind their area of the farm to have their babies, further pointing out their ability to exercise their freedom of mobility around the farm.

One the other side of the shed, a passel of Berkshire hogs sauntered around, chewing on beet tops and other veggies, squealing at dragster-like decibels. A boar ambled in from the field to nosh with the supple sows as his bulbous family jewels slapped against his thick thighs with each step.

 Pigs | Pasture Prime Farm, Summerfield, FL

Pigs | Pasture Prime Farm, Summerfield, FL

Smile with your eyes.


Now, hold up. I’m not trying to rewrite the farm animal version of 50 Shades or anything, but I wondered if I was baring witness to the beginnings of swine copulation. The flirtatious look in the female’s eyes, and the weighty amatory sway of the male’s pendulous dangly-bits said something was brewing. Just thinking about the degree of squeals between two pigs in amorous congress makes my teeth hurt.

Our last stop included a visit with his turkeys that shrieked every 10 seconds in cultish unison, an evasive tribe of goats that bleated from a safe distance, and a large clutch of day-old chicks warming under a heat lamp.


Chicks | Pasture Prime Farm, Summerfield, FL

Turkeys | Pasture Prime Farm, Summerfield, FL

Chickens & Rooster | Pasture Prime Farm, Summerfield, FL


Placing a warm, yellow chick in Dee’s hands, Torm whispered softly to her, “don’t drop him; he’ll die.” Dee’s eyes widened, paralyzed both by baby chicken cuteness and fear of possible accidental chicken homicide. Having been attacked by chickens in the past, I saw them as assailants in training. Even if they are kind of cute. Sorta.

Chick | Pasture Prime Farm, Summerfield, FL

Jump little chicken. I dare you.

If you’re interested in getting your hands on sustainable, grass-fed, free range and humanely raised meats including fresh Mangalitsa or Berkshire pork; juicy, marbled Wagyu beef; heritage turkeys or free-range chickens visit Pasture Prime’s website below for details. Bonus: Torm ships his products nationwide:

Pasture Prime

4141 SE 180th St.
Summerfield, FL 34491





Beef Shank Stroganoff


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  • Andrea Lorenzetti
    September 22, 2012 - 12:58 am | Permalink

    This recipe looks great….I’ll get back to you when I try it. Being a country girl and having had a job milking cows on a farm; I agree with your character assessment of chickens. The little one is in yellow, downy camoflage, don’t kid yourself. Best wishes….Andrea

    • October 15, 2012 - 8:10 pm | Permalink

      Definitely let me know how it turns out for you!

      And yes, chickens are evil and all must be taken down. Care to join my Down With Chickens army?

  • September 22, 2012 - 1:39 am | Permalink


  • September 23, 2012 - 4:32 pm | Permalink

    super cute little fluffy chickens! And you saw assailants in training. How quickly they grow to dissappoint. Though I suppose eating a chicken is probably the best revenge ever.
    I haven’t had beef stroganoff in like a billion years, so thank you for the recipe and reminding me that it’s about time – not just need to find my own badass locally raised beef to do so!

    • October 15, 2012 - 8:16 pm | Permalink

      Chickens are the worst offenders when it comes to cute-baby-turns-rabid. Next on the list are pandas. And maybe even black bears. When a chicken is on the same list as a black bear, you know they’re jerks.

      For the beef, you can order from Pasture Prime and they’ll deliver to you! :)

  • October 12, 2012 - 1:48 pm | Permalink

    Herly Merly.
    I have been threatening to make beef stroganoff for like an eternity over here. My BF has never had it.
    I know, right?

    Anyways, this is the kick in the pants I need. Because it looks amaaayzing.

    • October 15, 2012 - 8:28 pm | Permalink


      I think it’s time you made your man some beef stroganoff! Let me know if he likes the stuff. And he’d BETTER.

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