Awesome! I'd be stealing some, for sure! I love venison. Before I got married and still lived with my mom, our neighbors (and closest family friends although they are right smack between my age and my mom's age!) had all sorts of good stuff. He's an Italian hunter so not only does he come home with all sorts of red meat and game birds, but he also knows how to cook them to taste their best! On the grill in steak form, in the oven with herbs in roast form, or even in tacos, I grew up eating wild game prepared in the most delicious of ways. This is a man who can have my mom, someone who despises the taste of lamb with a passion, drooling over roasted lamb. We went over there every Christmas Eve for dinner and, more often than not, there were multiple different meat options and, while he did always have prime rib or some other kind of domesticated meat for the squeamish, there were always wild options like pheasant stuffed with rosemary and thyme or an elk roast with garlic and herbs... When he wasn't cooking up his kills in some elaborate fashion, he was bringing over elk and deer jerky. My first introduction to it, however, was my stepgrandfather who showed up to a family reunion in Ohio with the thickest, most beautiful venison (whitetail) steaks I have ever seen in my life.
Wow... I just had cheap ravioli for dinner and now I am dying for venison! Shame on you. I get sad every year on Christmas Eve because I now live 1400 miles away and can't go to Christmas Eve dinner across the street anymore. Hahaha.