...of things that I never thought I would be able to say: This weekend I made elk chili. (Weird, huh?)
The other day Husband called from work and said, “Hey, one of my buddies is going to drop off some samples of jerky (meat) that he made after hunting. He should be there any second…”
As if on cue, that second our doorbell rang, and sure enough, there was Husband’s friend. I was expecting a couple small packages of jerky, but instead he brought a huge shopping bag full of elk, venison, and other meat. It was really generous of him.
When Husband got home from work and saw our freezer stocked with all the meat, his face lit up. He was ecstatic. (I joked with him that this was his version of Girl Scout cookies, except that the goods were delivered by a stocky military man instead of a shy little girl.)
Initially, I wasn’t sure what to do with the meat, but decided that I would make some chili with the elk meat.I cooked it just like regular ground beef, and the chili turned out to be pretty tasty! After using this exotic meat (or what I consider to be more exotic than beef or chicken), I felt like a rugged hunter. Or, at least as rugged as you can feel when you pull pre-packaged game meat from your freezer and cook it in your modern kitchen.