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NoDak is pheasant country, and people come from all over each fall to hunt the critters. My neighbor is one of them, and yesterday afternoon he knocked on my door with a vac-sealed bag of frozen smoked pheasant tenderloins (the tenderest half of the breast meat) in hand, and wishes for a Merry Christmas. Just because. Three or four POUNDS of them.
Well... I put some in the fridge to thaw last night before going to bed, and just now ate 'em. First only a nibble to see what they were like, so I could figure out accompaniments and/or a recipe. Ha. It was so tasty straight up that I just kept going, candy bar style, only pausing long enough to whip up a quick side of fries and some coleslaw.
Pheasants are drop-dead-gorgeous iridescent birds the size and shape of streamlined, long-feathered chickens, and I always wondered why anyone would want to shoot them. Now I know. Dem am yummy. :twisted:
Well... I put some in the fridge to thaw last night before going to bed, and just now ate 'em. First only a nibble to see what they were like, so I could figure out accompaniments and/or a recipe. Ha. It was so tasty straight up that I just kept going, candy bar style, only pausing long enough to whip up a quick side of fries and some coleslaw.
Pheasants are drop-dead-gorgeous iridescent birds the size and shape of streamlined, long-feathered chickens, and I always wondered why anyone would want to shoot them. Now I know. Dem am yummy. :twisted: