Goose Juice

No, I am not talking about ejaculate you fucking sicko. I made literal goose juice from my Christmas dinner. Some people, stupid American ones, just huck the thing in the trash but I, as a non-moron, utilize every edible part of all the dead animals I consume. Not because I’m some Earth humping hippie but because I paid for that shit so I’m going to bleed it dry. If I paid a hooker for two hours and finished my business in an hour and a half, I’d make that bitch stare at the wall for another half hour while I finished off the blow.

Preserving the Fat:

After cooking the goose fucking strain the liquid fat through one of those mesh metal thingies and put it in the fridge, super genius.

Making Goose Juice:

Shove the carcass in a big ass pot. Barely cover with water. Simmer for six hours. Pull out the bones, run it through a mesh metal thingy, pour it into jars, and store in the fridge for maximum freshness. Not rocket surgery here people. Don’t forget to reserve the meat for future applications.

My goose was flavored perfectly so I didn’t need to do anything else but since your goose will suck, you might want to add some seasoning and mirepoix. That’s what French people and pretentious dicks worldwide call celery, onion, and carrot.

Eat it