I currently have a freezer full of deer meat.
No, my husband does not hunt.
No, I do not like deer meat.
No, I do not know anyone that lives near me that likes deer meat(besides the person that gave us the deer meat, and well...how do you "return" something, some proud hunter, gave you?).
No, I do not want to waste.
I have been cleaning like mad, lately.
So of course my cleaning craze has led me to the fridge...and ultimately to the deer meat.
As I stand there, scratching my head and struggling to think of a good place for this meat, it hits me! Eureka! Grandma!
Grandma...well, for one, she can't taste, so she'll eat anything. However, even when she could taste, she would eat anything, lol. So I decided the deer meat was going to grandma.
Oh happy day! The deer meat has a home!
Here is the thing, my grandma, because she can't taste, likes to cook for everyone she knows.
If you know my grandma and you do not like deer meat.
THIS IS YOUR WARNING!
Please do not come to me and complain that grandma fed you beef that did not taste exactly like beef. I have warned you.
I am making up for the time I didn't tell everyone that she was putting unmentionable chicken parts in her gravy ;-)
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