Part I: the context It started with a message from my pal Sophie around midday: "We are bringing venison to the bothy. Would you like to help cook it?" I squealed with delight, in the same way that someone might respond to finding out that they’re going to barbados on a surprise holiday, or have … Continue reading Roadkill ramblings: venison is usually deerer than this
Student Cuisine for the Gloomy Teen 