Not really the bacon but dinner nonetheless:
Chad left to go hunting this morning at 5 a.m. when the temp was about 4°. Before 8 a.m. I heard the garage door open and I thought . . Yep, it’s too cold out there for him. He’s back early! I was wrong! He and his friend got their daily limit of 2 each right off the bat!
Look at the size of this goose! They’re so heavy! Chad had them in a bag and I could hardly lift the bag.
I know what we’re having for dinner if he gets at least one of them cleaned in time for me to brine it and cook it for tonight. If not tonight . . tomorrow night!