We butchered
2013 November 26
* yes, Rose is wearing a stuffed bra. We get home, I take mine off, she slips it on. Latest inexplicably coveted item along with braces.
We Butchered
By Col Hinds
We butched all night, we butchered all day
We butchered a roadkill deer today
You could hear the chop chop chopping
Of our knives on the cold red meat
The ground was covered with snow that day
I said, “I think we’re going to do this all winter this way.”
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Na-na-na-nice……
Love Col’s story- poem
I love Rose’s hair! And hello? Meeeeat!
I want to come live with you for like a month just to know what it’s like being you!
Is that a Weston grinder? Looks like it does an awesome job.
It is, and it does.
Absolutely wonderful.
Awesome. In every way.
That shot of the spices makes me swoon. Still trying to figure out exactly what Rose was writing on the packages. She spells like I did at that age (and did until I was in my mid to late 20’s). We’re doing turkeys today.
“Bayfield deer sausage.”
Happy (other) Turkey Day.
What a wonderful poem. I think I’m a little in love with Col.
Col Hinds, Poet Laureate of Tupperware Heights.
Indeed!
love the poem
Mmmmmm. What are all those spices you put in your sausage? I’d love to try them in my next batch! That is, not of deer sausage but of the beef/pork blend I make.
We mix it up year to year (har har). But must haves are: fennel, garlic, salt, pepper, cumin. Next tier: rosemary, chile powder or smoked paprika, sage, coriander.
Col’s poem is amazing!!!
those children of yers…they are so sweet and squeezy and smart and lovely. love them!
That reminds me of my own childhood. I can think of at least two instances where we butchered a roadkill deer so the meat would not be wasted… I don’t know that I ever waxed poetic about it though!
Go Bayfield!
That looks delicious : )