I have posted this recipe before but it’s since it’s in a post from the old blog, I thought I’d re-do. Mr. Big Food is the King of Burger Grilling– grinding the meat just minutes before it goes on the grill over charcoal and hardwood (see below). The venison was from the deer Chris got right
Let’s face it: I can extol the glories of homemade chicken and vegetable broths until Hades freezes over. In reality, the only people making their own broth are me and an eighty-year old women in Siberia. from The Splendid Table’s How to Eat Supper— a cookbook with great recipes! Here’s where we left off in
This is what boys in rural Mississippi do for fun. Walker and his pals are high school seniors. They have trucks and guns. They could be robbing convenience marts and participating in drive-by shootings. (Though, truthfully I don’t think they really could be doing those things. Can you just imagine what their daddies would do to
“What?” “Ruff??” “Did you smell that? It was delightful! Oh my! The smell of female deer… this time of year… .” “Um. Missy, my socks are wet after having chased after you at 8:30 pm on December 1. I’m disinclined to wax poetic with you about the deer.” “Rrrruuuuufff!!” “I know. She is so silly
Hungary is a beautiful country. And Budapest is… the Paris of the East. Things are not going well in Budapest, Hungary these days. (I took these photos in 2006 (top) and 1997 (bottom)). I like Hungary. I have Hungarian Friends. I had to scour my computer and the house for these two photographs– two of
Our friend Chris The Deer Hunter has had a motion-sensitive infrared camera strapped to a tree up near the summit for about 3/4 of a year now. (He’s been out of town for a while.) I don’t mess with it– it’s his camera. But he’s back in town and folks are starting to think
The scene from this evening. What you see here on the leftward side are a number of lights pointed directly into the area from which the deer are coming, and surrounding the area where my tomatoes are. I’m going for the “deer in the headlights” effect. (The lights on the rightward side emanate from the
EOM: end of month/May It was a pretty typical Sunday. We did our weekly shopping at the Piglet this morning and heard some bad news. D.C. is in the hospital in Tupelo. Open heart surgery. I wonder if Miss M has any get well cards. We then did our normal post-grocery shopping things and got
Thanks for stopping by! “Hey” to Chris. Tell him Walker got a deer just before Christmas! He was pleased as punch. We think of y’all often. Hope this finds all three of you warm and well. Happy New Year!
We interrupt the silence to pose a few questions. 1) What in heaven’s name are you doing in the back yard? 2) Don’t you know the good acorns are up on the hill just a few yards from the tree stand? 3) Where is your mother? 4) Do you by any chance know where your
Brazen This was the craziest thing. It was just standing there nibbling on the grass/weeds before it looked up. Couldn’t have been more than 10 yards or so away. And in the middle of the morning. A little stinker, too. Wonder where her mother was.You should have seen the dogs!
One danged good chili; after about two hours of slow-cooking, there was no denying we were having chili for supper FYI: ‘Venison’ comes from the Latin, venari: to hunt VENISON BLACK BEAN CROCK POT CHILI 2 pounds venison, chili meat or roast cut up in 1 inch cubes 1 packet chili seasonings 2 tsp chili powder
Spicy Deer Burgers with Lime Mayo –> SPICY DEER BURGERS WITH LIME MAYO 8 burgers 1/3 C mayonnaise (preferably homemade—see recipes in Basics section)1 tsp lime juice 1 tsp Dijon mustard (preferably homemade—see recipes in Basics section) 1/2 tsp grated lime peel 2 lbs ground venison 1/3 C green onions, sliced fine 2 Tbsp jalapeno peppers, chopped fine 1 egg Salt and
Now, call me skeptical, but I don’t think the nice little old lady would really have departed for the Great Beyond right there in aisle 8 of the Dollar General had I not shown her where the spray starch was located and reached up on the top shelf to get her a bottle. But I
What a great weekend! As I mentioned, The Hunters came out to the Farm, spent the night, and were up early Saturday. They spotted 15 deer between them, many spotted.Mr. Big Food had a wonderful hunters’ breakfast waiting for them when they returned. We had had a roasted potato dish the other evening, the leftovers
We were out in the overgrown pasture just now. I was wandering around thinking about freedom and the dogs were doing what dogs do. All of a sudden, I looked up, and there was Bambi— heading straight toward me! He changed course when he saw me. I hollered, “Missy!” She came a-runnin’ and headed off
how Bambi’s doing… . He’s just fine. How do I know this?I just went out to get the mail and he and his mother were standing not 10′ from the mailbox. His mother saw and scooted down the driveway. Bambi hesitated for a split second, and then followed her as quickly as he could. He
No. We are not going to name it.We are not going to call the vet. We are not going to bottle feed it. We are not going to keep it for a pet. UPDATE Taken through the bathroom window.
The view from my desk just now. You should have seen Missy! That’s one big dog. It’s about 80-90 yards. Good grief. I usually don’t start seeing deer on the range until right before hunting season opens, after which they completely disappear.
I’d do it myself. Unfortunately, I’m rather busy today. I just don’t have time today to get the deer gun, shoot the danged thing, drive the truck down to the range, load it in the truck (how much does the big one weigh, I wonder), and take it to the processor.