What dinner really looks like

I love blogging, I do. But some night I just want to eat. No matter how amazingly good the thing I just made, and how much I want to share the recipe with you. Sometimes, a girl just wants to sit down with a beer and chow to her hearts content. Which in my case means there will be no food left to take pretty photos of.

So I bring you a new series I'd like to start. It's called: What dinner really looks like. No styling, no props. No setting up lighting and thinking about composition or if tastespotting or foodgawker will accept it. (rejected: lighting... composition... ) Just FOOD. Real food. Haphazard, stained napkins. REAL LIFE.

Love it? Hate it? Do you only want to see pretty pictures? It's ok, no one likes to comment anyway, so I'll just keep on doing what makes me happy. ;) unless you speak up that is, then I'm happy to listen.

Pictured:
whole wheat spaghetti with diavola sauce
venison cooked in copious amounts of garlic and some good seasonings salad dressing
bruschetta made from whole wheat rolls, grape tomatoes, more good seasonings salad dressing, basil, shredded mozzarella, and 1/2 cup of balsamic vinegar reduced. Seriously that balsamic reduction is the key to this tasting so so amazing.

Enjoy the haphazard random :)



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Oh deer

So the new house has a ton of tulips all over the place. I love tulips! We had a warm spell and all the buds were popping up and I was so excited to see what colors they all were... notice the WAS excited.

It seems the local deer were ALSO excited about all the buds and proceeded to come and use our front lawn as a buffet!!! So Mr Deer... this next recipe is dedicated to you... because if you come eat more of my plants you'll be the next nightly special!


Venison with peas
microwave some frozen pees... cook venison in a pan until cooked to your liking... serve... yup there really was no reason to write that down...

Watch your back Mr. Deer, I got my eye on you!

More venison

Monday night for dinner I had a delicious venison steak. I didn't add anything to the meat just cooked it for 7 minutes on the george forman grill. You really don't want to overcook venison, it's a very lean meat and can get very tough if it's overcooked. I paired it with some nice crunchy string beans and was good to go!

Chow!

Venison for dinner

So although the following pictures may lead you to believe otherwise... I am NOT a hunter!

at a pals camp in VT having fun target practice with his hunting riffle

practicing my aim for states with my awesome camo bow... (this would be very funny for those of you who know me well... ) "seriously you have a camo bow... didn't you grow up in NJ??"

I know I know... it sure looks like I am a hunter. Can't a girl be a wicked good shot and cloverleaf with an old school muzzle loader, AND place second at the NY State competition in the category Adult Female Bow Hunter Freestyle A Class, and NOT be a hunter? Hmmmm yes yes it is possible.

I know it may be hard to believe but it's true! I love shooting at targets, paper targets or even the big foam animals (they are just too funny, ooo a panther *thump*) (seriously the range I go to has big foam panthers, bears, skunks, and about 20 other varieties of random animals... AND you can shoot from a tree stand for the real deal experience, wind and rain included some days haha) There is something about an arrow hitting dead center and making that wonderful *thump* sound that gets me every time :)

John is also not a hunter, but he grew up in a family of them and his dad and cousins still go deer hunting every year (bow and gun season). I really have respect for bow hunters, it's not an easy thing and add in the elements of wind, a moving target, and guessing yardage, it really is a skill that requires a lot of practice. Don't get me wrong I could never do it, I was joking with John the other night about it... His mom knows I love shooting bows and such and keeps saying I should go out hunting with his dad... I can just see me, draw back, in site, thump... OMG what did I just do *bawling crying*. Yeah that's pretty much how it would go down. hahah that or his dad would have the deer all in site and I'd start screaming "run dear!! run for your life!!!" hahaha

This all being said I'm a total hypocrite because... gasp... I really like venison. Thankfully John came with a yearly venison bonus package (all boyfriends really should come with add on bonuses don't you think?) So I get my fill without any of the badness :) John cooked up an awesome sauce with ground venison for dinner which we had over pasta...


I asked him what was in it so I could blog about it... but he's not talking... so you just get a picture. It was soooo good and even better the next day after it had all marinated all night... mmmmm

PS. my parents didn't even let me have water guns as a kid... yeahhhhh wooops! sorry mom and dad :)

Ok one more really funny picture...

why do people always make you pose like this with a gun??? yup i'm a dork