My wonderful provider went hunting and came back with some serious deer meat! And I had the lovely, sanitary job of grinding all the hamburger meat. I must say, I don't think I would have done this had I not had a hunter for a dad growing up. Once I got over the smell, the look, and the texture of it all, it was pretty invigorating.
And yes. Before you think I'm too manly, those were gloves. I had to maintain some of my girliness while I participated in this disgusting process!
5 comments:
You inspire me! Wow. You'd make a good farm hand! If we ever open up a butchering facility we'll let you know. Ha!
In all seriousness.....YOU ROCK!
Love you!
I'm so glad that I have A fan!!! :)
Ok, that's gross. But I am very impressed. I do read your blog! I just don't usually have 10 seconds to post anything. But grinding deer meat in your own kitchen (with or without gloves) counts for something. So...here's a post of you!
Love,
Judy
Dad said he heard the gun performed well. He wondered if you blended some ground chuck with the deer. As far as my comments go, I always knew you could do anything you set your mind to...xxxMom
Ok, so I'm confused...you said you were griding "hamburger meat" but umm...sweety, that's cow meat, not deer meat. LOL! Hey, whatever the heck it was you did a great job. And ummm, are we ever going to the zoo?
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