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Pan-fried venison with a port wine and mushroom sauce, new potatoes, breaded garlic mushrooms and peas.
However, being as it was farmed rather than wild, the meat was a bit ‘meh’, rather than the gamier taste of wild venison. What worries me is that, from this sentence, I appear to have become a venison connoisseur. I’m sure 22-year-old almost-students aren’t supposed to do that… =S