We ate a whole deer one year when I was little with me asking suspiciously at every meal, "Now what is this?", and my mother answering vaguely, "Roast beef" or "Chili" or "Steak" or "Meat loaf." I was determined not to eat any deer meat that year, and by golly I didn't. Or so my mother said. I sure did eat a LOT of roast beef and chili and meat loaf, though. Yes, I was a pretty naive child, since I had clearly seen my daddy bring that deer home from his hunting trip that year and watched him dress it out in the back yard!
