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Pucking Lamplighter said:
Dog is served in places in Indonesia, the Philippines, & Papua New Guinea. Just like we do pig pickins for get togethers, fido is the feature in places there. You can tell a difference between a skinny street dog and one that's being raised for the table. Good Dog has a whole different meaning between here & there.

I've never tried dog, not gonna start either. Somebody else can have my share. Cats are safe around me too.

Jim
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One of my partners is Korean. You know where this is going now.
About 15 years ago, he and I had lunch w/ a couple of the GCs working on one of our Guilford County schools. Both of those guys were hunters and I live in BFE PA as a child, so we were discussing all the odd wildlife we had consumed over our lives. Then Mr. Korean pipes up with dog. Most of the rest of lunch was quiet.
 
CanadaCanes said:
All this talk about cat's and buffet's and yesteryear lore has me reminiscing back to the days when the Chinese buffet's were rumored to be serving cat on the buffet...we had one in Canada in my youth named the Chinese Buffet of Fu-Lam City which was affectionally nicknamed the "Chinese Buffet of Feline City".
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Well, I will tell you back in the 80’s it was no rumor in Jacksonville nc. A local Chinese restaurant was shutdown and the owner eventually arrested when the health dept found cat carcasses in garbage bags in this dumpster. Made the real news (not fake news) for a few months. It was pretty disturbing and the reason I couldn’t eat Chinese food for about a decade. My dad owned 2 Japanese restaurants at the time. I remember him talking about knowing the owner and how he wasn’t surprised
 
andyt said:
My father loved liver when he was a kid. Got to the Navy and it had sat on a steam table for who knows how long drying into shoe leather. But he was friends with one of the cooks, who he had helped apply for cook’s school. So any time there was something on the menu he didn’t like, his friend would make a special meal for him.
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In my youth, liver was one of the things where I practiced my Houdini act of appearing to enjoy that garbage before I perfected the stealth act of chewing, smiling and transferring that mouthful to my pocket if the dog was not around to scoop it off the floor after I dropped it...that food to this day still haunts me from my childhood days.
 
My Dad suffered from anemic iron deficiency growing up and was forced to eat a lot of liver in the belief it would "build up his iron." Plus, they were poor and organ meat is cheap. But, because he hated it so much, he never forced it on me as a child. Canned salmon on the other hand ... UGH. He loved that crap so we ate it once a week.
 
We had to eat organ meat back in the '70s when I was just a lad; liver and tongue were the most common. Lord, there isn't enough ketchup in this world that could cover the taste of gritty liver. Tongue, on the other hand, was actually not bad, but still, it's a freakin' tongue. We also ate lots of rabbit, squirrel, venison (if we were lucky), and trout.

But the thing that we had to forage for is something that I still crave to this day: perfectly pan-fried morel mushrooms. We would go out as a family after church and fill buckets until overflowing with them. My mom would rinse them off, cut the really large ones to better match the regular sized ones, brine them for a while, dry them off, dredge them in flour, and fry them in a lot of butter (and maybe bacon grease in the jar on the stove?) in a cast iron pan. Come on, man! The best thing ever!
 
Many of the PA neighbors were hunters and I recall having moose and porcupine.

Unfortunately, we heard after we moved to NY, that one of the neighbors mistook another for a prey species.
 
LJG said:
Many of the PA neighbors were hunters and I recall having moose and porcupine.

Unfortunately, we heard after we moved to NY, that one of the neighbors mistook another for a prey species.
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Yeah, that's why I wore blaze orange everything when hunting.
 
We ate hunted game during my childhood. Mostly quail, dove, and deer. I wasn't a fan of the birds. But we lived at the coast where flounder, shrimp and oysters was a huge staple of our diet. We fished weekly, rarely ever hunted.
 
I pride myself on how few pellets I put in a wild turkey's breast. They just don't sell meat that good in stores.
Wild turkey is free range, on a 100% natural diet, high protien, low fat, & it comes in a biodegradable wrapper. The season (a month in April/May) is a spectacular time to be in the woods. It's a shame that we can only take two per year. My wife never had wild turkey before she met me and now, she encourages me to keep after 'em until I've used both tags.

One of the farms I hunt always has a Spring barn party and I grill a breast in an awesome teriyaki marinade to share. There's never any left over and almost everyone there wants me to get them one. It doesn't work that way. I only get two tags a year and I respect the laws & regulations too much to jepordize my Lifetime Sportsman's License.

I used to hunt dove, ducks, quail. and deer as well. I filled the freezer with venison and fish before we had higher paying jobs. For 13 years I'd take at least 2 deer a year just for the tailgate. People who don't like venison probably never had it fixed right.

Jim
 
TheBigKahuna said:
We ate hunted game during my childhood. Mostly quail, dove, and deer. I wasn't a fan of the birds. But we lived at the coast where flounder, shrimp and oysters was a huge staple of our diet. We fished weekly, rarely ever hunted.
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Never tried Rocky Mountain Oysters?
 
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