This is the hardest part...: Now this is eating local!

Last night we had our first sampling of the deer Colin shot. It was beautiful! I had never had deer before, we had a couple of tenderloins and they were so lean, and velvetty. Colin had marinated them overnight, and eventhough he said he messed up on the marinate, it still tasted delicious to me.

What follows is a backward progression of how it came to our plates... now please be prepared for some slightly disturbing pictures for some, but if we went to a slaughter house, I am sure the pictures would be much worse...

Now Colin had been hunting for days, he spent atleast 5-7 days of learning how it is all done, days of walking and walking and waiting patiently, only to come home with nothing. He was hunting on a local rancher's land (with permission of course! and tags licenses etc ... unlike Brock Lesnar, who brings a bad name to the hunter!). He worked hard for this kill, and makes you appreciate the beauty of eating so conscientiously, so clean, so very local. This rancher also showed Colin how to clean it all and he showed him how to cut off all the big cuts which we eat, the only parts that need to be sent to a butcher are for making the sausages and jerky. So he did it all: hunted, shot, cleaned and butchered!