Kristin, close your ears and squint tightly

Yesterday was my father-in-law's birthday. We went to a restaurant tucked away in the hills between Highway 101 and Malibu. The restaurant was dedicated to game food. Taxidermal heads and shoulders of once large animals lined the log cabin walls: bucks, elk, moose, even an ibex.

I had the Texan antelope served with apricot glaze and caramelized cous cous. It was delicious and smokey.