Mushroom, Barley & Venison Soup

This morning I started making the soup. The recipe actually didn’t call for meat but I started thinking about adding beef and then I remembered the jars of venison I have and I thought that would work . . except Vince is just not crazy about venison. I don’t understand why because you can’t even tell that it’s not beef when it’s fixed with a gravy or in a soup.

The carrots and celery were almost ready to be tossed but they were still ok for soup. There was more celery but I had already chopped it before I remembered to take a picture. Bad blogger! 🙂

So, I try not to lie . . most of the time . . unless it involves yarn purchases, so I’m very careful not to say that we’re eating venison but I can’t say beef because that would be a lie. Vince said “Is it just mushrooms and barley in the soup?” I said “No, there’s meat in there!”

We sat down to eat. I asked him if he liked it. Yes, very good. Then . . he said “Is it venison?” Dang it! I asked how he knew and he said “Because if it’s venison, you say “meat”. If it’s beef, you say beef!”

He liked it . . he ate plenty of it. He told me he would never have known it was venison had he not known that I say “meat” when it’s venison. So . . next time, I’ll have to figure out how to not say venison and not say meat but I can’t say beef if it isn’t beef! What’s a girl to do?

He’s the one who goes out on the porch and “hunts” the deer, butchers the deer and watches me can it so he has to know that sooner or later, we’re going to eat it!