poll: have you eaten a squirrel?

My dogs have caught & killed about 3 squirrels eating their dog food out of their dish during the day.
They look plump and seem to have a lot of muscle for climbing and jumping, I imagine that would equal MEAT.
Therefore I gotta go for unsure. I have, however, eaten frog.

 

Used to hunt 'em in the Rockies when I was a kid. We'd shredded the meat, dropped it in the skillet with a little oil and flower, then put it on a torilla. Might as well have been Carne Gusada. Good stuff, especially when it's about 28 degrees outside!

 

Uh, no. But I have ran over a few.

 

count me in as the 'yes I love it'.

I went hunting for squirrel perhaps 12-13 years ago. Those little buggers are tough as hell. My cousin had to shoot one point blank to kill it (we were hunting w/ shotguns and he knocked it out of the tree, but it came for him).

We cooked 'em up like chicken & rice. Actually, they tasted (IMO) a lot like chicken (that's what they all say though). Cleaning squirrels though, is no laughing matter. They're little power packed hercules rats. Their bodies have no give, you just have to go for it.

Unfortunately you have to kill about 5 to have enough food for 2 people.

Oh yeah, this was just but one of the horrific acts that I did before I would later become a vegetarian for 11-12 years (I eat chicken & fish now, but I'm not really a 'pain' guy).

 

Yes, yes I have.

But I must say, armadillo was better.

"Oh yeah, this was just but one of the horrific acts that I did before I would later become a vegetarian for 11-12 years"

Achebe did you meet your wife about 12 years ago?

 

No, I started college 11 years ago.

I don't know the relevance of the '' there, but I'll use it anyway.

 

A friend's mother who I grew up with loved squirrel brains (no joke). Never tried Squirrel though, or would have considered what his mother ate.

 

It's not a squirrel story, but I met a homeless guy in front of a Best Buy who told me he ate roadkill once. It was a deer that was hit outside of San Antonio. He skinned it and had sandwiches for a week. Said it wasn't too bad either.

 

That's right, I said I wasn't sure if I'd eaten squirrel or not. I was out in the woods, at this retirement party for an old professor of my father's. (He taught at a certain Mississippi school in a non-urban location.) We were all eating "Brunswick stew" out of a big pot.

That was usually my family's name for what you make with the leftover Thanksgiving turkey. So I assumed it was turkey, right? I don't normally like it too much, but this stuff wasn't bad, or else I was too hungry to care. The meat was ground. I wondered if it was ground turkey, though it tasted a bit stronger, a little weird.

A woman came up to us and started a conversation about how good the stew was. Then she said, "you never know what's in it. Could be squirrel, could be deer, could be rabbit..."

I kept telling myself it didn't matter, and obviously it was food and everybody else was eating it. But for some reason I just wasn't hungry for another bite.

Mmmmm.... mystery meat....