Thought this would be appropriate to share.
'' My mouth waters when I remember the meat holes.. we used to dig a hole in the ground about as deep as my waist. You may have seen them along the creeks and rivers. We would heat little boulders until they were nearly white and cover the bottom of the hole with these stones. Then we would cut many green boughs of the chokecherry trees and cover the hot stones a foot deep with them. Upon these we would place thick chunks of buffalo meat, fat and fresh from the plains, sprinkling them with water. On top of the meat went another layer of boughs, then more meat, more water and so on, until the hole was filled. Finally we spread the animal's paunch over the hole, covered it all with this hide, put gravel on this, and kindled a log fire. Men kept the fire going all day and night yet never burned the robe. The next morning when we opened the hole to feast, even the birds of the plains were made hungry.''
Chief Plenty Coups
''Crow Chief''
You all have a wonderful and safe Thanksgiving!
