I Ate a Squirrel

A Rave About Local Food — extremely local (like from your backyard) 

Actually, I ate a few bites of squirrel. And some groundhog too.

You see, I was at the Burning River Festival in Cleveland, and one of the food demonstrations (put on by the Fresh Fork Cafe) was called “Rabbits, and Groundhogs, and Squirrels, Oh My!: Tips on backyard trapping and tasting of squirrel stew.” (Go here for more info on the festival: http://tinyurl.com/k4h6fdv .)

I realized a long time ago that opportunities to try something new don’t present themselves often so I tamped down my squeamishness and took a bite.

Stifle the groan, will ya? They were delicious. Which goes a long way toward supporting my theory that you can make anything taste good if you use enough onions and garlic.

Still, I would have been a complete failure as a frontier woman. When the presenters began talking about skinning and butchering, I tuned them out and ate some zucchini.

 

 

 

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About kymlucas

"Taking care not to take love too seriously." Writer of smart, fresh, contemporary romance and women's fiction. Blogging about writing, reading, and more recently, dealing with the ins and outs of breast cancer.
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