RE: The Roadfooder's Creed
We're not much on game in this household- don't hunt, don't even own a gun, and our cats never bring home anything we'd eat.
Never-the-less we had a friend who was a great hunter - a guy who came home with a fat deer an hour after the season opened each year.( and many many more deer as the season progressed - don't ask about permits!) He was kind enough to share his venison with us and we always enjoyed it. The dirty little secret was that he shot nothing but deer that had spent the Summer and Fall fattening up on field and sweet corn and apples and other goodies begrudginly provided by local farmers and gardeners, and that he had carefully staked out throughout the off season - he knew every deer he shot by its first name!