I love venison. We used to eat a lot of it when I was a kid. There was a brewery in Omaha that put out some excellent cookbooks for game, and Mom and Dad liked cooking it.
My mom's neighborhood back home is quite wooded, and has way too many deer, but you can't hunt them in the city anymore. One of the reasons it was banned was because our late neighbor used to get a couple of drinks in him, and start shooting at the deer from his back porch.
He wasn't a good aim even when sober, so that caused the neighbors to complain to the city. Plus, he used a shotgun instead of a rifle, so even if he hit one, it would be hard to clean.
We were all relieved when he finally died. He left behind the happiest widow anyone had ever met. ;-)
My mom's neighborhood back home is quite wooded, and has way too many deer, but you can't hunt them in the city anymore. One of the reasons it was banned was because our late neighbor used to get a couple of drinks in him, and start shooting at the deer from his back porch.
He wasn't a good aim even when sober, so that caused the neighbors to complain to the city. Plus, he used a shotgun instead of a rifle, so even if he hit one, it would be hard to clean.
We were all relieved when he finally died. He left behind the happiest widow anyone had ever met. ;-)