Skinning and gutting an antelope in your back yard that was shot by your boyfriend's coworker?
Well, that wasn't me, but it happened.
I took some photos, but have decided not to post them. I figured I'd spare all you readers the vision of where meat comes from. I wanted to take some pictures of it when it was still, um, clothed. But I was making dinner and by the time I got outside the antelope was a little...exposed. Kind of like that Bodies exhibit that's been making it's way around the country for a while now.
So, Todd spent his night up to his elbows in antelope carcass while I spent mine up to my ears in zucchini and bread crumbs and before you know it, another night went by without any real moving prep.
One night to go!