It's that time of year. The leaves are changing color and starting to drop from the trees. The nights are cooler - good sleeping weather. Now that the rain has stopped falling, at least for now, the daylight hours are more pleasant with even a little sunshine now and then.
It is the time of year that I start craving homemade soups and stews. I treated myself to a venison stew a couple of days ago. I don't often get venison. Not like I did when I lived in the north woods and had hunters still living at home. So venison is a treat for me.
I had one jar of canned venison left on the shelf. A couple of years ago I had canned potato cubes, carrot chunks and peas together in quart jars. Into the pot they all went. Tossed in some chopped onion and some beef broth along with seasonings. Let it simmer on the back burner for about an hour. Put a pan of biscuits in the oven and thickened the stew a bit. The result was a meal fit for a king.
Last evening I heated up the leftover stew. Can't recall what else I was doing at the time, but the stew stayed in the pan longer than it should have without being stirred. Sure enough. It was scorched. I am not good at multi-tasking.
I don't like to waste anything, so I dished up the scorched stew over the leftover biscuits anyway. It was delicious.
You just can't wreck a good venison stew, no matter how hard you try.
God's Word of the Day, 3/22/18
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