J F
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Eat more rabbits--don't become extinct
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MotorSeven
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KretZ
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They have it in the grocery stores over here, a lot of German immigrants settled in Chicago I think. There are also a lot of restaurants that serve all kinds of what we would consider "wild game". There is a deer farm near by across the border in the Netherlands. Its just a herd of deer in a big fenced in field hanging out.
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Bird
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Yeah, KretZ, I wish our local supermarkets had rabbit. When I was raising rabbits, I occasionally sold one to a German lady who had married an American soldier. I know she, and her husband, liked them.
2LaneCruzer
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Back during the dark ages of WWII, my folks raised rabbits because meat was rationed. I have eaten so much wild rabbit when I was growing up that domestic, farm raised rabbit just doesn't taste good to me.
Bird
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I remember, from when I was a kid, that my paternal grandmother once said she was not going to eat any rabbit because when she and my grandfather got married (about 1914 I think), money was so scarce that he shot jackrabbits and she made canned sausage of the jackrabbits and for at least one year that was the main meat they had to eat.:laughing:
We never made sausage or canned any, but sure ate plenty of fried rabbit, rabbit & dumplings, and such. And when I got a big old jackrabbit that was expected to be tough, it got boiled, boned, and run through the meat grinder and the already cooked, ground up meat either went into gravy to be served on hot biscuits, or it was made into sandwich meat by adding chopped boiled egg, onion, pickle, and Miracle Whip.
dave1949
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I haven't eaten rabbit in years. We used to enjoy wild cotton tails during hunting season, especially the ones that were taken with a good leading head shot. :laughing: Domestic breeds are so bland tasting, I guess due to a lack of fat, that most recipes for rabbit include lots of added flavoring.
I haven't checked this in many years, maybe some modern breeds of hogs and chickens are catching up, but domestic rabbits are one of the best feed pounds to meat pounds converters.
Bird
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And they also produce the best fertilizer you'll ever find for your garden.
2LaneCruzer
Super Member
That's funny. My Dad always said that a head shot with a .22 short was what he expected; 22 shells were for putting meat on the table, not for fun!
dmccarty
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When we were looking at land to buy we always ended up with a nickname for the places we we visited. Not sure how we arrived at the names but they became obvious. The last two places we thought about buying were called Rabbit Man and Chicken Man. Chicken Man was because the owner, who had to be in his 80s was a chicken farmer and I don't think he bathed any more than his chickens. :confused2:
Rabbit Man was a place that was a mess. It was owned by a man who was obviously hiding his ownership because he was selling the place but it was owned by his sister. :confused3: He lived on the place in a non motorized school bus and a few sheds attached to said bus. There were batteries, old cars, old boats, trash, extension cords, 55 gallon drums of who knows what, and a huge pile of cages. The place was a mess. I never did find the outhouse hole but I looked. It might have been on the neighbors land but that is another story.
Talking to the neighbors, the "owner" raised rabbits in the cages which used to be for chickens. He would eat the rabbits AND sell them locally. Thus we called the place Rabbit Man. :laughing::laughing::laughing:
Later,
Dan
Rabbit Man was a place that was a mess. It was owned by a man who was obviously hiding his ownership because he was selling the place but it was owned by his sister. :confused3: He lived on the place in a non motorized school bus and a few sheds attached to said bus. There were batteries, old cars, old boats, trash, extension cords, 55 gallon drums of who knows what, and a huge pile of cages. The place was a mess. I never did find the outhouse hole but I looked. It might have been on the neighbors land but that is another story.
Talking to the neighbors, the "owner" raised rabbits in the cages which used to be for chickens. He would eat the rabbits AND sell them locally. Thus we called the place Rabbit Man. :laughing::laughing::laughing:
Later,
Dan
