Squirrel, anyone? (other than po' trailer trash)
 

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http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-scotland-12999919

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I'd eat it.
I haven't yet, but if I could afford to eat at that level of restaurant (ironic, huh?) I would.

Yumyum.

WTF?

Guess they ain't flying squirrels?

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I've et 'em. Tasty.

Late Grandmadigr's neighbor used to cook scrambled eggs with squirrel brains in 'em.:yum:

If you genuinely mean WTF Grav, I'll elucidate.
Being a maritime temperate climate (cool, lots of rain), but having a taste for exotic food partly fuelled by Colonialism, a lot of food is imported into the UK. There is a push to encourage people to simply eat seasonally, and only have overseas food as a treat.

For example don't buy strawberries in February, as they have to be flown in from ?Guatemala? For sure have the occasional avocado, as they are not grown here, but try to wait for your asparagus and buy British when it's in season.

It's especially powerful when it comes to meat; we import a lot of lamb (for example) from New Zealand, as their seasons are the exact opposite of ours. But it comes halfway round the world. Instead, try some meat from your doorstep. Or the roadside :)

Of course free-range animals will always be more expensive than those caged and/ or cultivated. Hence squirrel not being a cheap choice. Not much on the little critters either. But I'd rather eat a squirrel than have it incinerated. Mmmmm, nutty goodness.

A number of friends of mine who grew up in Vermont ate squirrel pretty regularly. Not now so much, especially since mom and dad aren't around to whup them if they don't clean their plates.

We call them 'tree rats'.

MMmmmmm! Burgoo!
 

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I'll buy that. I wanted to think "they don't mean airmiles literally", but, I see that they did. I overthunk it.

Kthxbai.

I would give it a try. Like those wild squirrels, I'm game.

Coming from a true Cajun from Louisiana, the best thing you can do with a squirrel iis make squirrel & dumplin's... Delicious

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you do know that you can take the guts and make fish bait too right? land a spec or a drum and you've tripled your dinner plate!

skin, quarter & fry. save the drippings for gravy

I had squirrel just once. One of the girls in my grade school came from Kentucky. She had fried squirrel for lunch and offered me a piece. It was quite good. Not gamey at all.

But I'll eat most anything breaded and fried.

I had squirrel just once, too. My then husband used to slingshot pebbles at squirrels to keep them away from the bird feeder. One day he got a native Colorado Abert's black squirrel right between the eyes. We ate it, so its life wouldn't have been a "waste." :eek2: I was NOT impressed. And this was a "corn fed" squirrel at that.

When I told my Dad about the incident, he said that he would have to be at gun point to ever eat a squirrel again. Apparently, he and his older brother often shot squirrel back in Kentucky to put meat on the table during the Depression.

So leave poor squirell nutkin alone, y'all!

I wonder what the statute of limitations is on killing an endangered Abert?

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Oh, believe me, we BOTH felt guilty as hell. My ex meant to scare the damn thing, NOT end up eating it. However, if you'd like to turn the ex in to Colorado Fish and Wildlife, pm me, and I'll send you his name and address. Heh!

I was once using a BB gun to scare a bird away so he would stop pecking holes in the house, but the BB went through his eye and killed him.

Thank FSM you didn't use a PP gun :eek: That would have totally wanged that bird.

I was once using an M-80 to clear some dust out of an old desk drawer but it ended up blowing the desk to smithereens.

Once I tried to clean up my yard with a nuclear bomb and the whole freaking town disappeared. I didn't try THAT again. *chuckles* Silly girl. Good times, good times. Live and learn.

Way to bogart all the fun, IM. Jumping from M80 to nuclear bomb. :eyebrow:

What's in between? I'm sorely lacking in munitions knowledge.

Yeah, now we'll have to bring up the time you missed taking the trash out so you made a small black hole to toss the bags into when no one was looking and well, one thing led to another and the entire universe, including time, itself, got sucked into the black hole.

'Member that Pete? You sure had some explaining to do that time.

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I would love me some squirrel but only if its crazy!

Just cut a squirrel out of a rattlesnake.

Did he thank you?

Great. We've barely got past Mad Cow Disease and you want to go messing with Crazy Squirrel Syndrome.

You're nuts.

It actually stunk to high heavens but my wife really wanted to see what it was. I kept telling her it had to be a tree rat. But no, she had to see it. So I opened it, the damm head of the thing pulled off and we both about puked from the smell. Now my trash can is stinking up an area of about 10 square miles around my house of death.

Note to self...

Reminded me of this.

Pleez not to be eetin muh sqwurls. Deez r mine.

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Dem is purty squirrels. :)

They look…


meaty.

Did I say "meaty"? I meant…



mighty tasty.

One mo.

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We have a rotating population of about 4-6 squirrels. Popdigr calls them all Arnold. As in Schwartzensquirrel.

Cuz they're all so--meaty.
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ETA: It had been many years since I'd seen those little ground squirrels, with the little black stripes down their back, probably ten years, and those were over at Land Between The Lakes, in western KY.

I've seen three here near home in the last two months.

My best friend went outside to look at the world the other morning, and found this little feller laying in the yard. Must've been blown outta the nest by the storm the night before. He took care of it for a few days, then remembered how much it entailed raising a babby squirrel. So he took it 'to show it to' his 9-10 year old god daughter. She fell in love instantly, and wasn't about to give it up. Mission accomplished. The girl's dad didn't mind much, but, her mama sure was giving him a mean look when he left...without the babby squirrel.

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Is it a Chip or a Dale?

Yep.

Actually, it's a Rocky (sex unknown). I name all squirrels Rocky. And all squirrels have a British accent.

Really?
See now to me, red squirrels have a Scottich accent. But then that's because they live there mostly. They were driven out by the pesky American grey squirrels. No, really.

That said, I adore squirrels. Seeing one used to be enough to convince me I was going to have a good day.
Although I had to change that method of divination when I moved to Leicester; the whole of Limes Walk was heaving with them, and I walked down it to a job I hated every day.

A really lovely story, Grav.
Thanks.

(Hope the youngun' doesn't get bit. They can carry rabies you know.)
Just call me your Sundae Sunshine :)

Raising babby squirrels is kind of a rite of passage for the kids in my neck o' the woods.

I think it gives a small lesson in responsibility (and early exposure to death, in a lot of cases).

How so?

Well, kids raise the squirrel. To raise a babby squirrel to viability requires responsibility, feeding several times a day, making it a warm comfy place for it, just taking care of it in general.

And, quite often the squirrel dies anyway, and the kid learns just a bit about death and the acceptance of same.

Maybe it's more of an opportunity for the parents to explain death, and how it's part of life, to the child.

In my neck o' the woods, it's babby rabbits. The kids discover a nest with babbies. They're thrilled. I tell them the momma goes out foraging and leaves the babbies 'til sundown. I cross my fingers and hope hope hope she comes back.
She doesn't come back, having been picked off by one of the pair of hawks that nest in the big cottonwood by the creek.

So the kids cry and won't go to sleep and want to raise the babby rabbits ...

We did that more than once. It went the usual way: the runt died and the kids had to cope with the death; the others thrived, and the kids had to feed them multiple times a day and check on them constantly, etc., and finally release them into the woods behind our place.

Squirrels in PA are all black. In Ottawa, long ago, there were red, gray, AND black squirrels. More than I've ever seen, since. I've been disappointed in the mid-Atlantic squirrel census.

I had me a babby rabbit.

It's still pining for the fjords to this day.:sniff:

From the original article of this thread. Can someone explain how 'air miles' refers to squirrels of the non-flying variety?

Try this, Rich...

Round here (NEPA) we have grays, reds, and flying squirrels. No blacks.

I've been infusing mah squrls w/coconut via coconut cookies. Squrls ƒucking lurve coconut cookies.

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They will leave cracked corn to get these cookies.

I wish I could go hunting in your yard! They look plump and tasty

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Hah!

@Bruce ... :lol:

I didn't think anyone could make me lol tonight ;)

Oh Mr. DeMille...

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