About the farm
A working farm, an open shop, and a short walk between the two.
Loco Acres Farm sits on Woodville Rd, and the shop out front is just the visible part. Behind it there are fields, a barn, freezers we stock ourselves, and seasons that decide what lands on the shelf. This page is a little about how we got here and how we like to work.
How the place started
It started with ground. That is the honest version. You look after a piece of land long enough and it starts telling you what it wants to grow, what it will give back, and what it refuses to. We listened, planted, raised, and learned — mostly the hard way, which is the way that sticks.
The shop came later, and it came from a simple question: if we are raising and growing food this carefully, why should it travel a thousand miles before someone eats it? So we opened the doors at 1760 Woodville Rd and let the farm sell for itself. What you see on the shelves is what we would put on our own table.
Some days the shop is busy. Some days it is quiet and the wind does most of the talking. Both are good days.
What we care about
Farming is a long argument with shortcuts, and we try to lose that argument every season. These are the things we come back to, the standards we hold even when nobody is watching.
Seasons over schedules
We grow and stock what the season allows, not what a catalogue promises. That means the shelf changes through the year, and sometimes a favourite is simply not there. We would rather tell you that honestly than fake abundance.
Short miles, straight answers
Most of what we sell comes from right here or close to it. Ask us where something was raised, how it was fed, or when it was cut, and you will get a plain answer. If we do not know, we say so and find out.
Respect for the animal
Livestock deserves a decent life before it becomes food. That belief shapes how we raise, handle, and process. It costs more and takes longer, and we think both of those are the point, not the problem.
Soil first, always
Everything good in this shop begins underfoot. We feed the ground before we ask anything of it, rotate what we can, and leave fields better than we found them. Healthy soil grows food that does not need much talking up.
Neighbours, not customers
Most folks who come through the door live a few minutes away. We know their names, their dogs, and what they cooked last week. That kind of relationship keeps you honest faster than any rulebook ever could.
Patience as a method
Good meat takes time. Good soil takes longer. We are not in a hurry to get big, and we do not cut corners to move faster. The farm sets the pace, and the shop follows it.
How the work actually goes
The day starts early because animals do not care what time it is. Feeding, checking fences, walking the fields — the unglamorous part that makes everything else possible. By the time the shop opens, half the day's work is already behind us.
The freezers in the shop are stocked by us, organized so you can find what you came for without digging. Cuts are labelled plainly, and if you are not sure what a particular cut likes — braise, grill, low and slow — just ask at the counter. We cook with this stuff too.
Nothing here is complicated. Raise it well, handle it carefully, sell it fairly, and be there when someone has a question. That is the whole system.
Why this road, this neighbourhood
Woodville Rd is not a destination strip. People drive it because they live here, work here, or are headed to someone who does. That suits us fine. A farm shop should not be an outing; it should be on the way home.
We like that the same faces come back week after week. We like that folks stop in for one thing and leave talking about the weather, the garden, or a recipe their grandmother used. This stretch of road has a rhythm to it, and the farm has grown to match it.
If you have never stopped in, the shop is at 1760 Woodville Rd. You cannot miss the barn, and you should not try to.
Come see the place for yourself
The best way to understand a farm is to stand in it. Stop by the shop, have a look around, and ask whatever you like. If you would rather talk first, give us a call — a real person picks up.
1760 Woodville Rd