While I was up north last week my dad indulged my craving for poutine. He told me he had gotten a moose roast from a friend and for some reason, the idea of poutine made with moose gravy sounded incredible
to me, so he braised up the roast for us while we were there. We made gravy from the braising liquid, heavy with onion and moose flavors. We parboiled some russets and fried those babies up. A big pile of fresh, hot fries topped with cheese curds, shredded moose, onion moose gravy and some fresh cracked black pepper and I was in heaven.
The only problem is, I'm pregnant and have far stronger cravings with this pregnancy than I did with my other two. I have now been craving this (and his turkey soup) since I got home. Alas, I have no moose roast.
I know I could make a pretty close gravy with beef, but it wouldn't be quite the same. *Sigh.* I suppose it's probably a good thing I can't give into this particular craving regularly anyway.