Coming to a Grill Near You

I’m not a big hunter, but my father-in-law Dan is.

And while I have no desire to kill me some fresh venison, I love eating it.

Seriously, the deer chops we grill up at the in-laws house are every bit as good as filet at your local restaurant. If you’ve never tried it, you really ought to.

In fact, maybe you can swing by sometime soon, because he got himself a doe and a 10-point buck this morning, as seen below.

(If the sight of dead deer and a happy hunter turn you off, this is probably a good time for you to exit stage left.)