even though we've now lived here longer than we lived in pittsburgh, somehow i still
delude fancy myself an urban dweller experiencing a season of small town life. no matter how much i may miss shopping at the
groceria italiano, attending our friend's gallery openings, or biking downtown to the three rivers' arts festival, there's really no denying a certain truth:
country life is rubbing off on us.
i apologize if this picture makes you squeamish, but these are the SEVEN

geese jim got on saturday. so now in addition to all the venison, we're also eating goose.
let me tell you, jim braised a goose yesterday in a red wine sauce, and it was delicious! oddly, goose tastes much like roast beef, and the way it cooked all afternoon and made the house smell amazing reminded me of sunday afternoon pot roasts growing up.
i've been reading an fascinating book,
Animal, Vegetable, Miracle: A Year of Food Life
by barbara kingsolver. it's part memoir and part primer on topics like eating local, seasonal produce, factory farming, and making cheese at home. according to the book, 3/4 of all antibiotics in america are used not by human patients but on animals raised for food. that's alarming! suddenly, our goose dinner didn't seem quite so backwoods as much as a refreshing alternative to the 98% of chickens raised by corporate, factory farms.
damn the Man! eat a goose.