dean and i went out to sisaulik for caribou on the 31st. it was great to be out shooting 'bou and cutting it up on new year's eve. i think its a great start on the new year. other than losing a tarp and getting frostbit, it was good. i lost a tarp on the way to sisaulik--wasn't properly secured on the sno-go. also got frostbit up, so now my face is peeling away in some spots. i look like a true blue village hunter man now. haha!
mama jama and i were cutting up some 'bou the other day and we had a difference about what to call the zip-loc'ed 'bou. i cut up some leg bones into pieces for soup, so i wanted to call it 'bone soup.' she wanted to call it something else and made a big deal about it too. leg stew, stew meat, scrap soup, i forget. anyways, bone soup--its easy, descriptive, and there's no argument about what it is. haha! i think its kind of a funny, but good description. bone soup. bone soup. can't wait to cook up some bone soup. mmmmmm....boooone sooooup.
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How about: 'bou soup?
I hope you are aware that I am salivating thinking about tuntu soup, dried tuntu, fried and baked tuntu. Hensley's mum gave me tuntu stew the other day.
So nice of her.
BONE SOUP. Haha. That was funny, poor me, I lost and BONE SOUP is what it was labeled... oh well.
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