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Originally Posted by Topspinmo
I doubt too many actually eat bear, rattlesnakes, wild grease/ ducks, or mourning doves. IMO sporting man just like to shoot them (don’t see sport in shooting bear, but that me). O some think they are Good Samaritan’s by giving the game meat to poor. IMO none of them remotely taste like chicken. I grew up poor and lot of wild game in season was on menu, I ate cause I was hungry. Neighbor down road use eat snapping turtle. He also said it tasted like chicken. No it didn’t. IMO that phrase used to get you to try it.  |
Can definitely relate to that.
Growing up in far northern Minnesota we did a lot of hunting and fishing, but were taught early on that you never killed any wild animal unless it was for food or because it was a nuisance/dangerous animal. Not everybody practiced that: we had a community dump and occasionally during deer hunting season there would be the headless carcass of a large deer tossed into the dump: somebody obviously hunting a trophy rather than meat.
We ate a lot of venison, wild ducks/geese, ruffed grouse, things like that. Fall meant that one of the deer we shot was destined for sausage: dad would buy a pig which we'd combine with the venison for just that purpose: it was nothing to make 150 lbs. or so of sausage each year. It was a family thing: meat was cut up and ground with a hand-operated grinder, mixed with seasonings, then stuffed into casings with a hand-operated stuffer. We had a large smokehouse but usually had to divide up the sausage into two halves for smoking. Lots of fun and one of my fondest memories of a very active childhood.