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We got tired of waiting.  The first official day of Spring came and went, and we still had snow and ice.

We lugged the BBQ into the garage, and like a true prairie man, Will grilled our first steak of Spring during a mini-blizzard.

We had to celebrate.  The green stuff has returned to the Farmers’ Market.

Our entire supper – seriously, everything on that plate – was grown/raised/butchered right here in Saskatchewan.  Right down to the delicious bacon fat that we rubbed into the grass-fed beef rib eye steaks.

Local Saskatchewan food