I find it funny that we accept things we’re accustomed to and often don’t think to put ourselves in the other person’s shoes. There was a time when, even though I would eat it, wild game on the table made me kinda . . anxious! I’m over that, and actually prefer game or anything from the wild or farm raised vs. what we can get in the grocery store. What did it for me was the quality. If you raise your own beef or pork or even catch fish and eat them, you know there’s a world of difference in those compared to most that you buy in the grocery store. I suppose, aside from antibiotics or hormones or who knows what kind of foreign things are in food supplies, what gets me most frustrated is the added water or salt solution or whatever they put in it so that when you try to brown it, you end up with half a pot of liquid and the meat boils instead of browns.
For dinner tonight, we’re having elk stew and it’s a joy to cook meat that will brown without an ounce of added water cooking out of it.
Does the stew meat in your grocery store look like this? Mine doesn’t and this meat is fork tender!
Carrots, potatoes, elk and an amazing brown gravy to be served over rice with biscuits and a salad. I’m thankful for a friend who hunts all kinds of wild critters and generously shares with us.