She made pork chops for Sunday dinner yesterday. But she more than 8 years old. Ten times more, plus.
I worked on a hog farm in the summer of 1971. It got to where I didn’t care for bacon w/my eggs for breakfast. No problem after that, though.
I never have understood the whole “apple in the mouth” thing.
When we built our house in Illinois, I purposefully had a roast pig for our housewarming party. I wanted the children to understand at a young age that animals are food. I also brought the children to see the hung deer our neighbor killed. We got to eat some nice venison.
I knew that my messaging got through when my 6 year old daughter asked her mother in a low voice:
Mom?
Yes, dear?
Do people eat . . . bunny rabbits.
Why yes, they do.
Do they taste good?
Score!