Hunting Season

Posted Friday September 12, 2014 by admin


I know it’s hunting season right now up there in Alaska and every year my dad went out and brought home “the bacon” so to say. For years we packaged our own meat and my job was to write on the white butcher paper the date. Then I would run out to the garage and put the meat in the freezer. We had an old grinder we would attach to the kitchen counter that my mom and dad used to hand make sausage. My favorite part of butchering though was my dad’s special jerky he made in the oven every year. Delicious. I miss you Alaska. I miss you dad. Here’s to never going hungry…Here’s to Growing Up Alaska.

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