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Originally Posted by bjones6416
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!  |
A bit like my family eating "bruiser steaks" bruiser was the calf(gettin too big) of one of our cows. Before he was killed he had gotten into a stack of onions that were hidden among the pineapple and banana scraps(sent to us by the banana ripeners). We tasted oniony bruiser in all our meals for months. P.s. Bruiser was not a nice beast, which is probably why none of us became attached to him, nor worried too much about eating him.