Is this the new 'chicken'?

[DanaC]

http://www.nytimes.com/2010/03/03/dining/03rabbit.html

[van_fl]

What is New about Wabbet LOL I was rising them as a kid selling the pelts and meat for spending money.

[rusty craine]

Some of my first memories include home raised rabbtis for food. born in '43 I remeber the end of rationing stamps (barely). we had a garden, rabbits and friuts trees. Mother canned everything. I am not sure why rabbit became less popular. sure is good eating.

rusty

[rusty craine]

BTW if there were home freezers at that time I don't remember them. We would raise a bunch of rabbits and chickens. we would butcher rabbits and chickens. Drive into to town to take them to a freezer plant. I guess we had an area (box, locker or sumpin) rented there. once a week we would go to the locker plant and pick you that weeks meat. we also froze corn on the cob and okra. I got a soda water when we did. strawberry think ya very much. what a treat.

Had biscits and gravy with almost every meal........oh that is why I crave 'em :)

rusty

[van_fl]

rusty

Oh boy now the memories come out. We had a locker at the farmers co op. The yearly steer and what ever we shot was in the locker. Was A 45 min drive into town back then. Seems that no matter if you lived in Taxes or the North West life was about the same Except I got cream soda. :lol:

[falconpro]

Back in the 60's, My pop raised rabbits and chickens for years. As I remember, he held a hammerhead in his hand and smacked them behind the head to dispatch them. Thats the rabbits that is. We would then skin and clean up about 20 at a time. I don't know what my mom did with them after that. They sure fired up good though, always with pan drippin's gravy, and mashed potatoes. I remember a weasel or maybe it was a mink, got into them one time and killed every single rabbit. Tore 40 of them all up and didn't eat a single one. Dad set traps all around, but that nasty critter never got caught. We raised hogs too. Me or my brother took turns, had to take the table scraps and mix it up with some hog corn meal to make up their slop every night . Those were some mean pigs at dinner time I'll tell you. They would push you down trying to steal the slop right out of your bucket. Getting knocked down into the hog manure was nasty business and always a big belly laugh for the other son. A club was good hog medicine, (We didn't know any different). We would boil burlap sacks in a wash tub, and spread them steaming hot over the skin of the dead pig. all the bristle hair would just wipe right off. Dad liked the skin on his hams and such. Of course as time went on my brother and I, we learned to go out an hunt the wild pigs. That was a major step up from being hog farmers! Made the place smell a lot better too..

[wds]

I raised New Zealand giants back in the 60s. lived out in the country. lots of rocks and sage brush. lost a large female one winter. saw her on the hill side every now and then. never got around to trapping her. two years later i was hunting and shot a cotton tail in the same area. i swear it had to have been 5 pounds if it was a ounce. wish i had a photo. it was a monster cotton tail. they must inter breed.

[pondscum2]

i ate heaps of rabbit in the USAF. old boys i served with never believed me though. was always fried thighs & "short" drumsticks.:) i told 'em that i would believe it was chicken when i was served a wing or breast. never happened, LOL! scummer

[graysquirrel]

You guys are sissys, soda water and cream soda,,,,,,,, I always got a grapette, it burned your throat if you drank if fast enough

[Larry Hatfield]

when i was little the weekly trip to town meant my brother and i was left with an old guy named alec sockzehigh wherever he was sitting that day. he didn't speak english, just sahaptin, so we learned everything that wasn't polite to say. when the folks were done we got a coney island hot dog and water and went home.
our locker was in wapato on the rez. it was a double and held lots of meat.