So... the other night, I was debating whether or not I should go to the school to see Casablanca. I was so tired and I thought I might just hit the sack. And then I walked into the kitchen and saw a bear on my counter and Anton with a grin that covered his whole face standing next to it.
Okay... it was actually a porcupine. But it looked like a bear. Seriously--face frozen into a ferocious, yellow-toothed snarl, long, sharp claws, humongous body, black pelt... yeah. Then he started gutting it and it smelled like DEATH. So I decided to go to the movie after all.
But when I got there, they had decided to play the movie another night and there was a chess tournament going on. So I played chess all night. And then went to Kaylynn's and recorded silly things on her computer because it was 1:00 in the morning and I was still afraid to go home and face the dead porcupine smell in my house.
Anyway, he ate some that night with a Ukrainian buddy and then I told everyone in my Russian class about it and I insisted on sharing it with anyone who was interested in trying some porcupine... heh. But since it was a monster we still had plenty left.
So at 3:00 A.M. when I was half-sleeping while pretending to do homework, Anton came in and got me up to go to the kitchen with him. On the counter was the crock pot, a plate of peeled potatoes, porcupine meat, some carrots, a can of cream of chicken, and a row of seasonings. He insisted that since I am his wife and it is my job to cook, that I combine all the ingredients in the crock pot (under his careful instruction) and turn it on. I looked at him like it's 3:00 in the freaking morning and you got me up to put all this crap that you already prepared in the crock pot?
Well, I did it and we ate it 18 hours later. Surprisingly, it tasted pretty good. I still find it amazing that he saw a porcupine and brought it home for dinner. I would not have thought that animal to be edible.
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