Since I grew up with my grandmother and most of the time my uncle who was a big hunter lived there, we ate alot of stuff! Squirrel pot pie is the strangest thing I can remember.
We moved into the place my uncle rented when he moved out and he left everything behind because he moved to a smaller place. In the upright freezer we found something fury. We took it out and looked at it and it was a freakin' racoon in a zip lock bag with all the fur and everything still on it. Talk about being freaked out!
I would not dare eat that stuff now, at the time I was little and did not know what I was eating and we were told to eat what was on our plate.
We moved into the place my uncle rented when he moved out and he left everything behind because he moved to a smaller place. In the upright freezer we found something fury. We took it out and looked at it and it was a freakin' racoon in a zip lock bag with all the fur and everything still on it. Talk about being freaked out!
I would not dare eat that stuff now, at the time I was little and did not know what I was eating and we were told to eat what was on our plate.
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