pig

Casey works for a large company who (for the record) are good to us all year long. At Christmas time they give all the employees a ham. We have cooked it for Christmas dinner since... forever.
this morning
Hayli: "What is the big mountain thing in the fridge?"
Me: "a ham"
Kate: "that's not ham, it's pig meat."
Oh, the joys of being married to a hunter! Casey doesn't sugar coat his hobby and insists on telling the truth of where our food comes from. But just once, can't it just be honey baked goodness without the visual of a carcass?

What are you having for Christmas dinner?