Son of a bitch
Stew, that is.
I pulled out some deer steaks last thursday to make fajitas, and one of the packages turned out to be mislabeled- it was actually a shank (or a pair of them)
Not so good for grilling, but great for slow cooking. A lot of connective tissue, which lends itself nicely to the crock pot.
Anyway, I made sonofabitch stew. Actually, sonofabitch stew is a specific kind of stew made predominantly from organ meats and the gut marrow of a calf, but when I was growing up it was a sort of a generic term for any kind of crap you throw together so’s you can have something to eat.
I started by slicing and braising the shanks in some olive oil until they were just browned, and threw them in the pot. I added some celery and onion, and a cup of tomato paste. I poured in a beer and let it simmer on low overnight.
In the morning I added a cup each of black eyed peas, kidney beans, and black beans I had soaked overnight. Plus some molasses and some brown sugar, and some jalapenos.
Has the consistency and appearance of a steel cut oat driven bowel movement, but it sure tastes nice. Leftovers are fine too. May have to take some cheese to throw on top of it today.

Would this be a good way to get rid of freezerburned meat, they way french toast is good for stale bread? ‘Cause I have some in the freezer (currently stowed at Mom ‘n Dad’s) and this sounds like a good recipe for when I move.
Hey, the deer meat I used may even have been spoiled a bit. I think it would be perfect for freezerburn. Save the protein, cover up the possibly bad flavor/texture. By the time it was done the meat was mostly mush and tasted fine
Damn, that does sound good.
I also threw in a big glob of mustard at the end to give it some bite.
Farts are impressive.
That’s … good to know. I guess.
Mustard: check. Usually I go for red pepper flakes, but I’m up for something new …
What’s “gut marrow”, exactly?
Its a… Its something that exists in the stomach passages of a calf. Imagine cheese that’s got too much rennet- it gives that sort of flavor
A man without a crock pot is like a man whose woman has no pussy. Or something.