No different to skinning a rabbit which I have done, and then eaten the rabbit. MMMMMMMmmmmmm Rabbit and sausage meat pie, just like my grandmother used to make.
Not sure I would eat the mink, haven't heard what they taste like! Mink are a real pest in some areas, perhaps someone will start marketing them, like they are trying to do with squirrel? It would take a few to make a decent pie.
Oh dear, just landed here from the 'meat with faces' thread. Now I am remembering watching my grandmother cooking for a very large family - pigeon (mostly when a nearby fancier was having a clear out, plenty of lofts in the NE in those days), brawn, rabbit (bit of a treat), chicken (positive luxury).
I recall my brother chasing my mother round the scullery with a pig's trotter pulling the tendon to make it move. That will have put a familiar picture in somebody's mind
"The trouble with having an open mind, of course, is that people will insist on coming along and trying to put things in it." Sir Terry Pratchett
Rabbit was such a treat, Dad used to bring road kill home for the pot. A capon for Christmas, turkey unheard of. I have collected a dead pheasant from the roadside more than once, no buck shot to search for. I can remember on one occasion mourning the fact I wasn't strong enough to get a dead deer into my car for the larder.
Takes me back too ... rabbit shooting for the pot at harvest time ... pigeons earlier in the year, pheasants and partridge in the winter ... Pa culling the oldest least productive hen for a Sunday pot-roast. One of the first 'grown up' things I remember Pa teaching me was to draw and dress a pheasant ... and then to paunch and skin a rabbit. I've done it since countless times ... all part of rural life.
Don't think I'd eat mink ... they're carnivores and will eat carrion so not advisable.
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
Pa had appendicitis as a result of eating lead shot ... but as he said, he'd been eating it all his life and it only got him once ... nowadays the majority of shot used is made of steel rather than lead.
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
My grandmother hatched some French eggs on top of the cooker, 1947, Channel Islands, rationing. one of them was a small, magnificent, beautifully colourful cockerel who was a demon. He attacked everything and anyone. My sister and I were terrified of this small ball of fluffed up feathers and were told it was our fault he chased us. We must have teased him. Until he went for the back of my grandmother's legs!!!!!! I have never know a bird reach the pot so quickly!
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No different to skinning a rabbit which I have done, and then eaten the rabbit. MMMMMMMmmmmmm Rabbit and sausage meat pie, just like my grandmother used to make.
Not sure I would eat the mink, haven't heard what they taste like! Mink are a real pest in some areas, perhaps someone will start marketing them, like they are trying to do with squirrel? It would take a few to make a decent pie.
I recall my brother chasing my mother round the scullery with a pig's trotter pulling the tendon to make it move. That will have put a familiar picture in somebody's mind
Oh the memories of the good old days!
Rabbit was such a treat, Dad used to bring road kill home for the pot. A capon for Christmas, turkey unheard of. I have collected a dead pheasant from the roadside more than once, no buck shot to search for. I can remember on one occasion mourning the fact I wasn't strong enough to get a dead deer into my car for the larder.
Don't think I'd eat mink ... they're carnivores and will eat carrion so not advisable.
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.