An Experiment in the Kitchen
Got a big batch of lamb chili cooking up in the crockpot. We’ll see if it’s any good; I took a pretty standard beef chili recipe and used ground lamb instead. I like lamb, and I like chili, so lamb chili should be a winner. If all else fails, I can always add enough heat to mask the flavor 
Yeah, well, once I happened upon a soul who had mountain lion meat in his posession. He gave me some ground mountain lion. Having nothing better to do with the stuff, I substituted the ground mountain lion for the other ground meat I normally used in my recipe. So we’re talking Mountain Lion Chili here. Serious chili. Rare chili.
I took some back to my supplier, figuring it was only right and proper. He was a bit taken aback, and said, “This is the only time I’ve given out meat that I shot, and got some of it back in a recipe.” (Or words to that effect. It was a few years ago.)
So that’s all well and good, but the story gets better. And by better, I mean it gets…funkier…crappier…less palatable to some souls. So stop right here if tales of the bathroom abhor you.
Still with me? Good! The tale continues…
So I made my chili, ate it, and retired for the night, with a coyote hunt scheduled early the very next morning. Off we went, up into the slightly higher territories surrounding us. The hunt was a bust, but somewhat early on in the hunt, we had finished a stand and I discovered that mother nature calleth. I had to go, and there was no arguing with mother nature. She said “go” and that was that.
Being somewhat civilized, I broke out equipment to facilitate “that which must pass,” and proceeded to, er, “pass.” So I dumped a huge wad of what could only be called “mountain lion effluvia” (remember what I ate the night before?) right smack in the middle of — Mountain Lion Country! We’re talking serious irony here, folks!
Imagine the dialog a bit later amongst the mountain lion community: “Sniff, sniff…hey, shit…that smells like Fred!”
“What, you’re telling me somebody ate Fred! OMFG, somebody’s eating us?!!? C’mon! we’re the KINGS around here! Who the bloody hell’s eating us!”
Ah, yes…I shall always treasure the moment I shat Mountain Lion in Mountain Lion Territory.
May all your chili concotions have a story behind them!
Hank
Comment by Hank — August 18, 2008 @ 8:28 pm
Damn. Just damn.
Comment by TD — August 18, 2008 @ 11:21 pm