Oh for God’s sake!
You don’t eat road kill. And yes, us country folks, hillbillies, piney woods folk, rednecks, crackers, whatever you want to call us, know this.
You hunt and kill critters yourself, or a trusted friend does and gives you the meat.
Anything found dead stays out of the pot unless you want to die.
I doubt sqaushed possums: bones broke and splintered, guts and brains mashed in with the meat and hair, would make an appealing meal to anyone except the near-to-death starving.
Of all the wild meat (vermin included), possum has to be the worst. It smells like rotted pork while going thru the requisite 3 changes of water after cutting off all the fat.
I was once married to an indiscriminate hunter, who brought everything home. I have attended a private wild game dinner hosted by a chef. Some interesting dishes and some just too heavily spiced/sauced to judge. A few miles from here, a group of hunters ended their annual game dinner after a cluster of cases of prion disease. I believe one contributor was squirrel brain in the burgoo.
Raccoon, OTOH, can be made edible. Squirrel is a matter of taste, I guess. Pretty tough and needs to be pressure cooked.
Venison is wonderful, of course. Rabbit is good, as well.
Roadkill? EWWWWWWWW!
BTW, Aussie *possum* is not the same as American o’possum.
You don’t eat road kill. And yes, us country folks, hillbillies, piney woods folk, rednecks, crackers, whatever you want to call us, know this.
Apparently, the Aussie boob who wrote the article missed one crucial point in the description of the event:
Real roadkill isn't used, but contestants must use the meat of animals commonly found on the side of the road.From: wvliving.com article