When I was little visiting my grandparents in Ohio, they served rabbit that my grandfather had hunted. I thought I would die.
Between hunting, gardening, canning, and making wine from their grapes, they did not spend much on food. They had a pond nearby for fish. They traded with a neighbors for chicken, beef, eggs, cheese and milk.
They loved their lifestyle and neighbors in the country. My grandfather was a meter reader and one of the few in their town to keep a job through the depression. My grandparents supplied the church with wine for services and fed a lot of people in the congregation. Grandma said it was like fish and loaves. She has no idea how they produced and provided so much food.