Last weekend Bryce and some buddies went duck hunting on the season's opening day. Between the four of them they got a pretty good number of birds, and lucky me, Bryce brought home a sack full of them.
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| The group shot down about 15 all together. |
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Getting up at 3 in the morning to go stand around in the freezing early air, waiting for ducks to fly by is not my idea of fun. Daphne and I had a sleepover with our friends Jenna and Macy and then went out for a yummy brunch. But I'm glad Bryce enjoyed it.
We're not food prudes, so we decided to cook the poor things. This is the
duck cassoulet we made with the five birds he brought home. It was surprisingly yummy, as long as I didn't dwell on where they came from.
I felt kind of proud of my hunter/gatherer for bringing home the bacon...or duck.
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