My wife and I have been together for about 8 years, and this week she finally made it official. She likes venison! Hehehe. Now this is no big deal for some of you, but when I met my wife, she was about as city as it gets. Malls, getting her nails done, all that mess. She wouldn't eat anything that didn't come vacuum-sealed from H-E-B, and and certainly not any animal that actually lived as an animal.
At first I tried seasonings, and marinades, and even cooking two different things just in case she didn't like deer or hog meat. Then I stumbled into the buttermilk trick, and that at least "de-venisoned" the venison enough for her to eat it if prepared one or two very specific ways.
Slowly over time my skills improved, and she got used to it. Still had to use buttermilk, but at least she would eat it. I started mixing venison and beef 50/50 for our burgers and she liked that. Then I tried sneaking in a backstrap not soaked in buttermilk but marinaded and wrapped in bacon. We wiped that out before it even made it inside the house.
Finally this week we made dirty rice with ground venison and spaghetti last night with it, and she admitted had come around and now likes it. Even asked how much was in the freezer so she could take that into account for grocery shopping.
Whew, now all I gotta do is convince her that in order to have enough deer to last all year, I pretty much have to hunt every weekend
At first I tried seasonings, and marinades, and even cooking two different things just in case she didn't like deer or hog meat. Then I stumbled into the buttermilk trick, and that at least "de-venisoned" the venison enough for her to eat it if prepared one or two very specific ways.
Slowly over time my skills improved, and she got used to it. Still had to use buttermilk, but at least she would eat it. I started mixing venison and beef 50/50 for our burgers and she liked that. Then I tried sneaking in a backstrap not soaked in buttermilk but marinaded and wrapped in bacon. We wiped that out before it even made it inside the house.
Finally this week we made dirty rice with ground venison and spaghetti last night with it, and she admitted had come around and now likes it. Even asked how much was in the freezer so she could take that into account for grocery shopping.
Whew, now all I gotta do is convince her that in order to have enough deer to last all year, I pretty much have to hunt every weekend

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