Crap, I was hoping it would be in Pensacola.
What’s wrong with eating squirrel? Either you like the taste or you don’t. By the way, it tastes like squirrel.
My grandma used to make a mighty tasty squirrel stew. I inherited the cast iron pan she used to make it. It’s sitting on my stove right now.
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I’ve eaten more than 400 squirrels since 1999. I’ve had em fried, baked, broiled, jerked, ground, pressure cooked (the best) in shepherd’s pie and bbqed. They taste like chicken thigh meat, but not at all fatty. Squirrels are fastidiously clean inside and out. I’ve skunned [sic] out some with botfly larva buried in the skin. That’s pretty gross, but it doesn’t affect the meat. My work colleagues have been surprisingly open-minded when it comes to trying different squirrel dishes.
I hit the squirrel-eating wall a few years ago. I only have four or five a year now. Like when I hit the donut-eating wall when I worked in a donut shop.
Props to this guy.
I would be all over it. Why not? They are a pest problem in most areas anyhow, so why not harvest them.
The only way it could get better is if it was a UFO conference serving Squirrel Burgers. lol
Squirrel is not half bad. I had some when I was in the service. I visited another airman’s family in Georgia. The mom suggested he go check for squirrels.
I thought they had traps set because Joe and I left without a gun. He spotted a squirrel, picked up a rock and nocked its head off from about thirty yards off.
I was surprised and said he needs to see a major league scout who will turn him into the best left-handed pitcher of the last forty years. He said, “No, Mike. I caint be no left-handed pitcher.” I asked” Why not?” He responded, “Bacuz I’m right-handed.”
I was stunned, “But, Joe, I just saw you knock the head off that squirrel at 30 yards using your left hand to through the rock.” Joe responded, “Wall, I hunt squirrels with my left hand throws becauz when I throws righthanded it obliterates the squirrel.”
Dad shot squirrel. We ate a lot of it.
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My dad was an avid squirrel hunter. I grew up eating squirrel in many different dishes.
Also, rabbit and wild guinea fowl.
I’ve hunted squirrels. Not bad eating.
Light years better than the government recommended bugs, worms and maggots.
I’ve had moose, deer, rabbit, quail, squid, octopus, mussels and clams, and rattlesnake. Why not squirrel?
Squirrel, rabbit, quail, dove.
They are all excellent game animals and you don’t kill them for fun. You kill them for the table.
Years ago, the church I attended sponsored some refugees from Vietnam. One Sunday, the refugees cooked us a dinner that included some kind of meat I wasn’t able to identify. I have never had anything like it before or since. It was in gravy and had tiny bones. Maybe squirrel? It was pretty good except for the mystery.
One squirrel is hardly enough for one person.
GAACK! Tree rats! If I’m starving, and there’s nothing else to eat then maybe I’ll go for the squirrels.
Love squirrel. My mother use to fry them for breakfast and make gravy from the drippings. Add biscuits and you won’t eat a better breakfast.