My husband had wanted me to do a meatloaf with some ground venison someone gave us. Little did we know that the economy being what it was, our house restorers (we have a 160 or so year old home) were coming ... well, yesterday. Normally it takes months to get the attention of anyone good at that kind of work. This project was to be the dining room, which means we emptied all of our china, silver, and crystal on to any available surface. We'd already agreed to call in, carry out, nuke, or eat out for the week or two the project would take, but we didn't think they'd be here so soon. So here I was with a pound of ground venison, some pork fat to help it, etc, so I managed somehow. Meatloaf, green beans, baked potato. But I'm not planning on cooking for the next week or two.