I have recently moved to beautiful Wolfe Island, the largest of the 1000 Islands in the St. Lawrence River. This month’s theme was inspired by venison tenderloin from a deer my new neighbour had hunted and followed to its end in the pond on my property.
Diane’s appetizer course:

Kaarina’s salad course:
I decided on a salad made with things the deer might have enjoyed eating in the wild—beets and apples with lavender dressing, goat cheese and walnuts on a bed of local greens and edible flowers. The recipe is based on a salad I enjoyed at The Hub restaurant in Bloomfield, Prince Edward County. Luckily I found a recipe for it in Food & Drink magazine some time later. Without it, I’d never have been able to replicate the dressing, which is brilliant and which I followed to the letter. I replaced the mozzarella di bufala with a soft chèvre from Cross Wind Farm in Keene, the almonds with walnuts, and the arugula with Cosmic blend of local greens and edible flowers from Kind Organics in Brantford. I think the arugula from the original recipe works better with the other ingredients but the Cosmic Blend with its colourful petals also feeds the soul on a short November day. I found it at the Big Carrot in Toronto. The most challenging part was sourcing the dry lavender. I bought stuff in Toronto that tasted like soap. After a call out to the rest of the Epitourists, Diane found some in her cupboard but I ended up using Laura’s find of locally-grown, culinary-grade English lavender from the Kingston market. The result was totally worth the search. I paired the salad with Pfaff Pinot Gris. This off-dry, fruity wine was a great match for the flavours in the salad.
Laura’s main course:

Caroline’s dessert:
As soon as I heard Laura was cooking venison, a memory of my folks feeding carrots to deer popped into my head. My father had built a feeding trough, which he had strategically placed on the edge of the woodlot. In the winter, every day, he filled it with carrots and sometimes apples purchased in 50-pound bags at the Lachute flea market. As the winter night quickly descended, pairs of shiny eyes could be seen in the dark—the feeding deer.
As a last wish to the deer, I set my sights on baking a carrot cake. In my quest for a recipe of choice, I found out that there are two types of carrot cake: the dense and the fluffy. As I am more familiar with the fluffy I chose to go with the unknown. I used a Jamie Oliver recipe from his Cook with Jamie cookbook:
I declare myself a non-baker. I learned a few things when I baked this cake: 1. The importance of using self-raising flour when a recipe calls for self-raising flour 2. I found that including the lime juice in the icing resulted in a runaway finish: Add the zest, leave out the juice 3. Chickens love carrot cake. Especially the icing, which they end up wearing!