Augh! Yum, yum, yum. As some one who stopped eating animal products 15+ yrs ago, I'd still eat venison. Well, at least I still have grits for breakfast.
I rarely get venison -- I've never succesfully hunted my own deer, so my venison supply depends on the kindness of others. This particular batch is the first I've had in several years and came from my cousin's boyfriend, via my grandfather's freezer.
Last night's meal consisted of thin slices fried up in a pan. I think I'm going to take at least some of what's left and make venison jerkey in my dehydrator.
I don't mean to tempt you off the wagon, but you're more than welcome to some of my venison -- just be in Greensboro at the same time I have some, and I'll be happy to share.
I really wish I could get back to hunting again. I realize how spoiled I was as a teenager, relying on all my dad's connections around the country to get choice spots. Now I live in another state, in a city, and have no idea where I'd go except the (probably overhunted) public lands.
I miss venison sausage and steaks. My wife wouldn't eat it though, even if I could go hunting.
I hoping to go hunting this year. It'll be more difficult than the few times I went hunting in college -- I was able to go with my cousin, who would have been able to help me dress any deer I got. Also, he had connections to private lands that we could hunt. Now he's moved away, and while I still might be able to have the connections to the land, I'd really need a mentor for the meat processing portion of the hunt, were I to be successful.
Meat processing is definitely my weakest area, too. I wish I'd paid more attention as a kid. My dad had a lot of really useful skills that I now wish I had.
Funny how your parents become really smart once you're an adult yourself, isn't it?
What's your weapon of choice, BTW? I was a bowhunter during deer season. Two seasons, two bucks. I was never very successful with guns. Hitting moving targets in the air takes more practice than I had. I'd been state archery champion in my division several years, though.
I've only been out hunting 4 times in my life and only shot at a deer once. The frist 3 times, I used a borrowed rifle (30.06). It was on the third hunt where I had an opportunity to take a shot. Unfortunately, when the opportunity arose, the bullet was not properly chambered and the process of properly chambering the bullet caused enough noise to spook the deer enough that I was unable to get a good shot off. I owned my own shotgun by the 4th time I went hunting and took it, but we didn't even see a deer that day.
If I'm able to go this year, I plan on using my shotgun.
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Last night's meal consisted of thin slices fried up in a pan. I think I'm going to take at least some of what's left and make venison jerkey in my dehydrator.
I don't mean to tempt you off the wagon, but you're more than welcome to some of my venison -- just be in Greensboro at the same time I have some, and I'll be happy to share.
I miss venison sausage and steaks. My wife wouldn't eat it though, even if I could go hunting.
Funny how your parents become really smart once you're an adult yourself, isn't it?
What's your weapon of choice, BTW? I was a bowhunter during deer season. Two seasons, two bucks. I was never very successful with guns. Hitting moving targets in the air takes more practice than I had. I'd been state archery champion in my division several years, though.
If I'm able to go this year, I plan on using my shotgun.