Rabbit Stew (Blogophilia 27.8)

Deep darkly
I dream of
Losing your dark nightie.


 
“Here we are all, by day; by night, we're hurled
By dreams, each one, into a several world.” 

Nostalgia and dreams of the past.

The subject comes up in weird ways. Sometimes it's just a song:





Or dreaming when TV only had three channels and no remote control:


I tell you, it was hard work hauling my fat butt off the couch without spilling the popcorn. And the spilled drinks....

But today, it is food.

Scanning Facebook (an addiction worse than heroin), I was directed to an article on "50 Foods You Should Eat Before You Die." A BBC rundown of the essential food everyone should have consumed, whether I liked it or not. I was pleased to find out I had eaten 46 of the foods, thanks to living in an area with an lots of recent immigrants and great restaurants. Most of what ate was delicious. If the Grim Reaper should come tonight, I should feel pretty fulfilled.

But one of the foods that I had not tried intrigued me. Guinea Pig. Apparently, it is a staple food in South America. The locals raise them like rabbits, then slaughter them for use in stews.

That got me thinking. How long has it been since I had rabbit? Yeah, I know. They're cute and cuddly and how could I put such a creature in hot fry pan with bacon grease. I'm a carnivore. I had an Aunt that raised them for meat and made a lovely rabbit stew. It was hearty and filling, with lovely thick gravy and was especially nice to have on a chill autumn evening. I wonder why we don't serve this wonderful item anymore.

I blame this guy:

Every time you think of rabbit, you think of him. Same thing for his duck pal, too. When was the last time you had a big, juicy roast duck. Really? And those black feathers and beady eyes didn't come into your mind? It must due to the annoyance factor of the character. Foghorn Leghorn is truly obnoxious, so we chomp on chicken joyously. And Porky just looks like he would fit on a grill. But Bugs and Daffy? They are almost real people. That would be...cannibalism:





It's time we gave the cow a break and return this fine, tender rodent to the dinner table.

He tastes like chicken.



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Topic-Stormy Gale Dormire

Pic-Dianna Jillian Ward

Pic guesses: Dreams of the past (in blog), smashing time, surreality, Dali, time flies, timekeeper



Comments

  1. UnknownAugust 25, 2015 at 4:03 PM

    funny, I have eaten rabbit, cottontails, when young and was glad to have it!! :) :)

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    1. Another Government EmployeeAugust 25, 2015 at 4:07 PM

      Yep. The last time I had it, my former Brother in Law caught him eating the garden. You eat his food, you'll get eaten.

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  2. Michael ToddAugust 25, 2015 at 6:05 PM

    I never cared for rabbit, but used to love to eat squirrels. You have now reminded me, I have not eaten a squirrel in over twenty years. I wonder why that is?

    Oh, and raccoons...

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    1. Another Government EmployeeAugust 25, 2015 at 9:02 PM

      Raccoon is too greasy and I just can't get over them just being a ring-tailed rat.

      I do have a couple of good raccoon stories, though.

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  3. AnonymousAugust 25, 2015 at 11:37 PM

    I wouldn't mind a bite of rabbit; I despise that one in the fur! Skin him baste him, salt and pepper shake him! oh, excuse me.
    8 points Earthling! :)

    Marvin

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  4. Tyler MyrthAugust 26, 2015 at 8:30 AM

    I enjoy deer and elk, been a long time since I've had rabbit or squirrel. Honestly really haven't missed them.

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  5. Colleen Keller BreuningAugust 26, 2015 at 9:13 PM

    Oh no.... no rabbit stew for me! Or squirrel.... never! I've had deer but don't really care for it.... plus I hate to say I just love Bambi too much to eat him regularly. And I won't eat lamb or veal either. Geez I guess I should be a vegetarian since I'm such an animal lover, but I have to admit I love a good filet every now and then! (And pork chops! And chicken! lol)

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  6. NissmechAugust 27, 2015 at 11:34 PM

    I still watch all of the loony tunes characters whenever I get the chance. Wile E is one of my favorites, guess cause he reminds me of me, he's a loser but keeps on trying anyway. Interesting write this week. I was my dad's remote control.

    Blue fool

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    1. Another Government EmployeeAugust 28, 2015 at 7:22 AM

      Boy! Get up and change that off that evil stuff. Can't have you exposed to that American Bandstand crap. Might make you dance.

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  7. AnonymousAugust 30, 2015 at 12:54 AM

    I don't think I would ever dare taste rabbit meat. Does duck taste like chicken?

    Irene

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