Moose casserole

Around four thirty we went to Olle's uncle who lives in the city. Beside us, the two cousins with families also arrived. Tonight's dinner was moose casserole. The uncle is a hunter, and today he shot his first moose ever (but the one we ate was from the beginning of the season). It was a really long time since we had game meat and it tasted good. We brought some home baked sour dough bread (we bake that 4 times out of 5 these days).