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After I left Bethel and went back up to Bangor to visit my son and his family, I took the majority of my venison with me a gave it to his family to eat.
While I was there, we broke into a couple packages of backstraps and cooked them up. When we sat down to eat, my grandkids, all four of them, began mowwing done on the venison.
Don't get me wrong, them little buggars are good eaters but you should have seen them eating this stuff. It was funny as hell. Steve's kid are well raised and very polite, but when I looked across the table and the two older ones, picking the steaks up with their hands and stuffing venison into their mouths, it was one of the greatest moments of my life.
On a side note, Steven thought it was pretty cool too. But MOMMA......well, let's say she didn't think it was very "cute" at all.
I tell ya, that stuff's all natural!!!!
While I was there, we broke into a couple packages of backstraps and cooked them up. When we sat down to eat, my grandkids, all four of them, began mowwing done on the venison.
Don't get me wrong, them little buggars are good eaters but you should have seen them eating this stuff. It was funny as hell. Steve's kid are well raised and very polite, but when I looked across the table and the two older ones, picking the steaks up with their hands and stuffing venison into their mouths, it was one of the greatest moments of my life.
On a side note, Steven thought it was pretty cool too. But MOMMA......well, let's say she didn't think it was very "cute" at all.
I tell ya, that stuff's all natural!!!!