Corned Venison: A St. Patrick’s Day Tradition Reimagined The scent of simmering spices always transports me back to my grandmother’s kitchen. Every year, without fail, St. Patrick’s Day meant a pot of corned something was bubbling away on her stove. While she usually opted for the traditional brisket, one year, my adventurous grandfather brought home … Read more
Corned Venison: A Wild Game Delight I’ll never forget the first time I tasted corned venison. It was at a hunting lodge in the Adirondacks, a place filled with the scent of woodsmoke and the murmur of tall tales. I was a young, green cook, intimidated by the grizzled hunters who seemed to know everything … Read more
Corned Game Birds: A Hunter’s Delight I remember the first time my grandfather introduced me to corned game birds. We had spent a long, crisp autumn day tracking grouse through the woods, the air thick with the scent of damp leaves and woodsmoke. Back at the cabin, as the wind howled outside, he transformed those … Read more