Posted on 08/08/2015 8:12:38 PM PDT by DemforBush
An interesting video about preparing wild rabbit for your dinner plate, from the hunt to the final prepared dish...
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No need to apologize. We all have our preferences. I’m terribly fond of big cats of all sorts, and would not choose to eat one. My sister would be the same about horse meat.
LOL!
I confess I’m not big on doing the “wet work” of cleaning and skinning, either. I love game meats of all sorts (Elk tenderloin and stewed bear meat being the best I’ve had), but I’m content to let my hunter friends and relatives do the prepping. :-)
I have dvds of the first four seasons of the Walking Dead so I think I’m trained on rabbits and squirrels.
I’ve tried bear three times. I’m not a fan.
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we should probably post some good dog and cat recipes here too. let’s not exclude other animals that people can have as pets.
It could be worse... as in ketchup.
Ahhhhhh,...what’s up doc?
in about 1946 or so, my dad reinforced by my mom i’m sure, decided to raise rabbits. It was just after the war and rationing and after the depression where everything was scarce. My dad told the tale of how he as youngest in the family only got a wing for Sunday dinner.
Any way, he built triple or quadruple decked rabbit cages and one large cage on the ground level that was for the bucks and breeding.
What I remember best was BBq’d rabbit....... it was really good. Chicken Fried rabbit was good also but not as good as the bbq.
The problem was the skins. Although the rabbit raising guides promoted the tanning and sales of the skins, what I remember as a 5 year old was piles of the things that just kept accumulating.
It turned out that post war America was not as bad as predicted and the rabbit raising ended.
When my family was stationed at Loring AFB, Bnagor, ME., my father did some snowshoe rabbit hunting.
Yes, i learned hwere ‘meat’ comes from, and i learned that not all ‘meat’ is readily there in a store, nice, neatly packaged without seeing the butchering process.
Somehwere in time, i lost the nice warm mittens made from those rabbits, and now and then, i still think about a fricaseed rabbit.
I cannot go in the field and get one myself, these days, and the stores i frequent do not have rabbit in the freezer section, either. (darn!)
Back in the late 50’s my Dad and uncle went rabbit hunting a few times with baseball bats in the prairie areas in the south side of Chicago near the Indiana border. He never let on they were rabbits, hid the meat and fried them up like fried chicken and served them for dinner. After a few times, eyeing those really long legs and saying “this doesn’t look like chicken” he finally relented and said it was rabbit. I remember crying saying “I can’t eat Thumper.” In later years he also told us about the depression when they would take cage traps by the grain mills and catch sparrows for sparrow stew.
My grandmother had pictures of the rabbit drives during the dustbowl in Oklahoma.
Dust Bowl Rabbit Drives
https://www.youtube.com/watch?t=65&v=0lV6CEI99UI
Wow that was something, thanks for posting. I don’t know how Dad and my uncle could do it, just 2 guys and no pen to drive them into. But they had families to feed and when they would go I think they would just get several each. I know that because neither one of them had a big freezer.
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