Just started a backstrap of a wild hog my oldest boy and my Dad took on a hunt.
In the slow cooker in a barbacoa seasoning with thin sliced taters.
Last night I took center cut chops, carrots, sliced taters and corn on the cob....wrapped em all in the same foil with butter and seasonings cooked slow and low and everybody raved....DAD!! This is a repeater!!
I have always prided myself on cooking, no mom presence in my life growing up (it was sadly better that way, we tried connecting later in life, it was a no go - she had to many demons, she passed a few months back, I cried once - more for the sadness of the whole situation than for missing her - I had not seen her in 16 years, she never met her youngest grandson - I went to make peace with her in person - she couldnt talk but she did squeeze my hand very tightly - have 1 older sister she is very difficult to get along with....I still try for my own peace of mind - she had ZERO input when it came to Mom's arrangements - left it all to me. I figured at first it was selfishness but I now believe Sis was just hurt in her own way and I wont hold that against her - one word - SAD, but time marches on so to that I salute, about face and press forward!!) My parents situation is what has given me the resolve to be the husband and Dad as best as I can be (married 23 years now - 2 GREAT sons!! PERFECT Wife). Dad has always been my rock and benchmark. Anyhow, I like cooking because not only hunting and providing but cooking and providing. OK of the sentimental chatter box.