Bear here... There is a song by Metalica that goes through my head when I am thinking about cooking and why I do it. My version of Fuel goes like this: It is FUEL... It is FIRE... IT GIVES ME THAT WHICH I DESIRE... This is how I roll. Let me explain with words and pictures... | Cooking in a kilt. Yep... The wife digs it. What can I say? |
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Above: Got scraps? In the kitchen you can use scraps and bones to make stock to freeze and use later in soups and stews. Some foods can be frozen for months. You can eat now or plan for later. Left: Who's the happy boy getting meat ready for dinner ASAP? |
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type at ya later...