Years ago we used to hang out at a great Chinese restaurant with an excellent bar, a very excellent bar. Once in awhile a state trooper would show up and talk to the maître d' on the side. They had some fresh venison in the trunk of their car. They would trade the deer meat for a load of Pu Pu Platters, egg rolls, Wonton soup and other great stuff. It was a win-win situation for everyone involved, except for Bambi and the poor guy that ran him over. Waste not want not.