Aug 12, 2009 23:04
If the police saw my kitchen right now, i'd be in big trouble. There's blood on the counter, blood in the sink, bloody knives......
Add to that the random piles of meat which are clearly neither beef nor chicken.....
I promise chris really is in michigan. That isn't part of him lying on the cutting board. Really.....
Actually, its Jerky time. I've got some wild game i the freezer that won't be used up before i get more wild game in the freezer. So, i hauled out the trusty old dehydrator, and sliced up the meat, and i'm making jerky. Some of it will go to the dogs, as treats (they're big fans of venison jerky), some will get eaten by me.
My plan is to get it all done and packed up again before chris and Ro get home, but it's going to take a while to get it all dehydrated, and then my kitchen is due for a good dose of bleach. It's a good thing i'm not squeamish, because there's bloody meat everywhere! It's a cross contaminator's paradise!