Thursday, April 22, 2010

Moose tongue

Salty Dawg Saloon
Homer, Alaska

It's calling my name.

      


  I'd really like to get up there at some point this summer.  Last time I was in the Salty Dawg, I met this guy:



                

He'd been moose hunting that morning, successfully it appeared.  He was saving the tongue for a friend.  A very lucky friend, I might add.  I'd love to have a friend who would bring me fresh moose parts for dinner from time to time.

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