Anybody remember that from Hee-Haw?
Not sure why they did it, other than to make you remember your childhood, because it wasn't really funny, just a rhyming description of a delicious Southern meal....hmmm. Oh, before I show you what we ate, let me warn you that it's graphic, so if you don't like hunting or seeing dead animals, get outta here quick! I'll show you my Donald Duck hat while you navigate away though.
Lucas cut up a shoebox lid and duct-taped it together for me, then we cut 2 circles of blue knit fabric....
That wouldn't staple nicely, so we hot-glued the hell out of everything...
and ended with black ribbon around the bottom. Whatcha think?
Okay, you were warned! My step-dad took Drew squirrel hunting this morning, where he killed his first (and only) squirrel! Nice shot, by the way - straight through the neck for maximum edibility.
Jim very kindly taught Drew how to skin it before bringing it home, so Dean just had to rinse it and throw it in a pot. (Yes, Tracey, I sang "Tiptoe Through the Tulips" in a very high-pitched voice when I saw this...and also "Hello My Baby," a la Bugs Bunny.)
Dean browned it in olive oil, then made a roux, and ended with a delicious squirrel and vegetable stew in the crockpot.
Tree to table - so self-sufficient!
Combine this with all the hand-sewing I've been doing around here, and it feels like we're LIVING Hee-Haw this weekend. If only Dean was smoking a corncob pipe on the porch, instead of a cigar...