No not another friendly Dedworth post.... I'm talking about fresh turkey.... make sure you hang it up and let it bleed out
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No not another friendly Dedworth post
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Keith - Administrator
Just for a second I saw the title and thought some old granny had dropped a toffee paper outside Ded's front door......................
Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
thats why i go to aldi for mine
I am going out over the next week to get a roe,dont really like turkeyand I always bleed them out.
Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
you killed bambi
i have learnt to do what my wife says!
Mmmm... Bambi's good eatin'!
Wait a tic! Is hunting allowed in the UK?
Yup,you hunt white-tail and Muleys over there,we hunt Fallow and roe over here,and your right,home-made venison burgers are good eatingIs hunting allowed in the UK?
Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
About 20 years ago I hit a fully grown stag with 2 oak trees on its head whilst driving my car. It bounced off the side of my car into the path of the oncoming traffic and was hit again by a brand new Ford Escort. It did about £1500 worth of damage to my car, but it was still driveable. However, the oncoming car hit it head on, causing the front end to lift up and park itself on the stag. The other car was actually written off by the insurers.Originally Posted by Tawi2
Yup,you hunt white-tail and Muleys over there,we hunt Fallow and roe over here,and your right,home-made venison burgers are good eating
If the stag didn't have 1.5 tonnes of Ford Escort parked on top of it, I'd have thrown it in the boot of my car and taken it home
Although I've since heard that all stags are property of the QueenNot sure if that's true or not?
Untrue,she already claimed all the swans as her own,she aint getting the stagsAlthough I've since heard that all stags are property of the Queen
Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
In that case I'll get myself an old 4wd and go out cruising the countryside looking for stags to mow downUntrue,she already claimed all the swans as her own,she aint getting the stags
Had roast beef & yorkies for my xmas dinner
Just for a second I saw the title and thought some old granny had dropped a toffee paper outside Ded's front door......................
If you like yorkies, you be well at home when you go to the Phil's in Jan....see other threads about eating dog in the Phils
If you like yorkies, you be well at home when you go to the Phil's in Jan....see other threads about eating dog in the Phils
Aye. German Shepherd's pie!
And if you don't fancy eating dog they've brought out a vegetarian snack called Not Poodle.
Seriously though, I'm staying away from eating dogs, duck embryo's, grasshoppers, blood soup, rats etc while I'm over there.
Go on, be brave, you've gotta try out Balut at least once in your life - I did last time I was there
Aye. German Shepherd's pie!
And if you don't fancy eating dog they've brought out a vegetarian snack called Not Poodle.
Seriously though, I'm staying away from eating dogs, duck embryo's, grasshoppers, blood soup, rats etc while I'm over there.
Not as bad as it soundsblood soup
Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
What is blood soup? Neat and freshly warm from the kill, or is it cooked up with something else?
Blood doesn't really bother me too much, I like my steak rare and am partial to a bit of black pudding too
Blood stew should I say, or Dinuguan. Here's the recipe.
http://www.freecookingrecipes.net/st...uan-blood-stew
They make dinuguang,whats called saksang in indonesia.
Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
Did you like it? Did you eat the chick too?Go on, be brave, you've gotta try out Balut at least once in your life - I did last time I was there
Yes, I ate everything, feathers, beak and all. It was only afterwards I was told I should have just drank the liquid and eaten the yoke. I did feel a bit queasy afterwards, but that was phsycological. I was fine after a couple of Red Horses
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