Check out what everyone is saying about Lucky Layla Dairy Products!

Sierra Magazine, March/April 2012
Enjoy the Green Life: Cheese Graders

The Huffington Post, February 22, 2012
Cheese Graders: Experts Name their Favorite Green Cheeses

Dallas Morning News, January 31, 2012
How to Eat Local All Winter Long in Dallas

Dallas Child, October 2011
Dairy Heaven

Dallas Observer, August 25, 2011
Lucky Layla’s Pampered Cows Pump Out Drinkable Yogurt

D Magazine, August 2011
Best of Big D


Mother Earth Radio Interview on 7/16/10

Living Natural First Radio Interview on 3/28/10

Blog: Sampling Lucky Layla's Raw Milk; So Far, No Fever

Cheese Revolution, Saveur Magazine

Slow Food Dallas leader picks menu items at McKinney Farmers Market.

Best of Big D Chocolate winner mentions Lucky Layla butter.

An excerpt from the Dallas Observer story entitled:
Un-Super Size Me: One Week of Eating Local
One man's attempt at slow food living in the Dallas metroplex

Not far from where I live in Plano, just off the intersection of Parker and Jupiter roads, stands one of the last remnants of Texas' agrarian past in the metroplex. It's the farm of [a] third-generation Texas dairyman. I arrive at his farm, the Lucky Layla dairy, to get the cheese, yogurt and eggs that should hold me over for my weeklong experiment.

The farm sits on 300 acres, completely hidden from the surrounding metropolis by the tall oak and sycamore trees that have been here since his grandfather's time. Driving down the bumpy dirt road that leads to the milking barn brings back memories.

I grew up in the high desert country of Northern Nevada on a small spread built on the banks of a slow-moving river thick with cottonwood trees. I had a Huck Finn kind of childhood: summer afternoons spent on a wooden raft catching bullfrogs or jumping off a rope swing into the muddy river with my brothers and sister. Our pigs wallowed on the river bank, which served as a water source for our garden and livestock. Despite its rock-hard desert soil, we felt tethered to the land. We grew tomatoes and bell peppers and squash and watermelons, and made cheese from our goat's milk. Life could be hard-hauling buckets of water to the sheep on cold winter mornings, waking up at 5 a.m. to milk the cows-but it could also be satisfying. Nothing like sitting on a flatbed trailer on a hot evening, eating cold cantaloupe after a day of clearing a neighbor's hay field.

I find [the owner] in the cool cinder-block office at the front of his milk barn, where he and his wife sell their products from an old refrigerator decorated with cow-shaped magnets. He's dressed in shorts and sandals and has the easygoing nature of the dairymen I had grown up around.

As we step outside and climb onto a small orange tractor, [the owner] says he likes giving tours to his customers. His goal is to educate people about where their food comes from and to show them the many ways in which Lucky Layla is different from other dairies.

Most dairies I've seen keep their cows standing in their own manure. [This owner] doesn't confine his cows to small, fenced-in pens where the animals have little to do but eat and defecate. He lets his herd roam where they want, from the shade of his oak trees to a large pond he's dug for them to use on hot days like this one.

We drive down a little hill and across a wooden bridge that spans a small, tree-lined creek. [The owner] points to the trash scattered on the shaded banks. "That's from Sam's Club and Tom Thumb and everything else on the other side of the freeway," he says. "I tell the city about it, ask them to clean it up, but they say it's my responsibility." For [him], it's a constant reminder of how the city is encroaching on his farm and trying to push him out.

[The owner] says he is trying to stay true to the old ways, but it's not easy. The survival of his farm depends on the success of the high-end cheeses and yogurts he sells under the Lucky Layla brand, which is carried by gourmet grocery stores such as Eatzi's and Market Street. So far, the demand has met expectations, he says, because the eat-local craze is catching on. "I just hope it keeps up."

We drive past some old buildings in various stages of disrepair. He points to the barn his grandfather built, which was necessary for the teams of stock horses he used to plow the fields. At one time the farm was entirely self-sustaining. There were chickens and turkeys to eat the insects in the fields, making the grass safe for cows to graze on. The cows then provided a natural fertilizer to the fields, which in turn provided hay for the winter. The farm was a model of environmental friendliness, seemingly unending cycles of life and death, of waste turning into growth.

Now that eating local has become popular, [the owner's] dream is to return the farm to what it once was. He points to a flatbed trailer he wants to change into a mobile chicken coop, which he would rotate to different parts of his pasture to make sure his chickens always had fresh grass to eat.

"When I was a kid we used to have a fridge on the front porch full of eggs," he recalls. "People would come from all around and take the eggs and leave money. It was completely on the honor system. I want to do something like that."

I give him the opportunity, running short of cash after loading eggs, cheese and yogurt into the back of my station wagon. I tell him I'll just make a quick run to the ATM at the convenience store across the street.

He tells me not to worry about it. "You'll be back," he says.

D Beauty Magazine, Fall 2007
Cream of the Crop: Lucky Layla Yogurt

Dallas Morning News - Cover Story October 17, 2007
Where to buy locally produced meat, cheese and produce in the Dallas area

Lucky Layla dairy products on Dallas Fox newscast


Lucky Layla Farms
2025 Wall St • Suite B
Garland, TX 75041
PH: 214.748.2912
                                  
Copyright © 2017 Lucky Layla Farms
"Lucky Layla" is a trademark of Lucky Layla Farms