Cookin' Up a Storm

"Go outside and get me every goose or duck you can find."

It's just about guaranteed that I will speak this sentence the first or second weekend of hunting season. Grumpy Guy will be resting after a great day of hunting when I will realize that I have absolutely NO room in either the outside or inside freezers. Something must be done.

I have a "hoard" mentality. It's not that I doubt my faith in my husband's excellent abilities in the hunting/gathering department. It's not that I doubt Chip, the Wonder Lab's excellent retrieving abilities. I guess I have this fear of being faced with a charity game supper for 12 or 20 and looking in the freezer and having NO GAME to serve. So I mete out our vast game supply throughout the non-hunting season like Scrooge handing our gold pieces.

I had conserved well. Ducks and geese thawed, along with several "what is this?" packages (GG often gets back from hunting with a rather tepid response to cleaning the spoils and packaging them up- most go under the thought of "I'll remember what this is..." and have no label) and I had a whole mess of waterfowl.

(note to Yankee friends- Gawd knows I have described what "a mess of" something is to you before. THINK.)

One day later, and we have the following

1- a gi-i-i-i-normous pot of duck and sausage gumbo

2- ringneck (yes, ringneck) breasts ready for sauteeing

3- goose legs salting, ready for making confit. (oh, heavens, if you don't know confit, you are missing one of the best things in life...trust me.)

4- wood duck breasts marinating for grilling

Wish you were here for supper!!

Happy Hunting!!!

Mirth and merriment have returned to Maison Cou Rouge's master of the house.

The Great Hunter and his "dog"ter.

Hunting season is once again in full swing. At noon, Grumpy Guy and Chip, that most glorious of chocolate labs, departed for luncheon and dove hunting. That it is drizzling will not daunt the intrepid hunters, and hopefully we will be having dove for dinner.

Chip gets a special ride on the opening day-in the cab!!!

The best thing that could be seen about last night's ballgame was the new field. Still not perfect, but beautiful- I took off my shoes just to walk on our beautiful superbowl sod.
Except for that opening kickoff runback for a touchdown by the Rebels, it was a pretty even fight. No other scores. Boy did catch two pretty passes, and had some great runs up the gut. But still, he's not happy about opening the season with a loss, even to a non-region team. Not looking forward to practice on Monday, either.

You can always spot Boy by his black socks.

Boy and his friends have decided to have a "wing-off" tonight-going to Zaxby's to see how many "INSANE" sauced-wings can be eaten. Yes, this counts as excitement on a Saturday night here. Get out the Pepcid- pics to follow!

Chip says "Happy Labor Day! "