In the process of moving from location A to location B, I emptied the freezer. Upon pulling out the meats, I expected to be handling your standard beef and pork. Instead I found packages that, out of the following list, had the contents of the particular pound marked:
*Buffalo
*Moose
*Venison
*Antelope
*Elk
I had elk sausage for breakfast this morning. I don't think I'm in Kansas any more.
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Tangents in My Life - Some Profound, Some Not So Much
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