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Post by Loggy on Apr 29, 2020 17:40:06 GMT -5
.....after a friendly 22 hollowpoint greeting of course. Salt, peppered, floured-up iron skillet fried!! YUMMY!!  |
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Post by davet on Apr 30, 2020 5:54:34 GMT -5
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Post by whitefalcon on Apr 30, 2020 7:26:37 GMT -5
Pass!
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Post by 3212 on Apr 30, 2020 8:11:16 GMT -5
Its good stuff.Like dark meat chicken.Grass fed.
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Post by rem700 on Apr 30, 2020 8:16:46 GMT -5
Times are tuff you can't waste anything these days.
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Post by timberdoodle on Apr 30, 2020 9:13:53 GMT -5
Is it Pass. up chuck! or pass up, chuck? Try some! They're more fussy about what they eat than any deer ever! |
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Post by whitefalcon on Apr 30, 2020 12:31:18 GMT -5
I know, just my choice. When I lived in Monroeville, I shot a ton of them, Just didn't want toe eat them They were destructive at the house,
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Post by CoureurDeBois on Apr 30, 2020 13:21:55 GMT -5
Tried it once at a wild game dinner , didn't care for it.
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Post by 3212 on Apr 30, 2020 13:47:14 GMT -5
I ate quite a few as a teenager.My first kill was at age 11.It was dinner time at the farmhouse and the dogs were raising a fuss along the road out front.I went out and found a groundhog backed up against a telephone pole standing off 2 dogs.I got some rocks and knocked it unconcious,thought it was dead.Picked it up by the tail and went in to show them my trophy.It came to in the kitchen and tried to bite me but couldn't curl up enough to reach my hand.There was a rush outside to finish the job.
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Post by 3212 on Apr 30, 2020 14:35:43 GMT -5
Young ones only.Old ones left in the fence row.
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Post by Loggy on Apr 30, 2020 16:58:06 GMT -5
When I was elementary school age we lived on a dairy/cattle farm in the Fawn Grove area of Southern York County. Dad worked on the farm milking cows etc and we were given our house to live in as part of Dad's wage plus all the fresh milk, butter, eggs, meat etc we needed. We were likely considered poor by some but these were the richest years of my life looking back while growing up. Groundhog, rabbit, squirrel, turtle soup, venison etc was regularly on our dinner table. Sometimes I feel guilty on how nice we have things today!  |
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Post by 3212 on May 1, 2020 8:45:02 GMT -5
The summer I turned 13 in August I started hiring out and living summers with a farm family.1956,20 dollars a week,6 day week,and all I could eat.I think they just broke even on the deal.
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Post by Loggy on May 1, 2020 17:17:01 GMT -5
The summer I turned 13 in August I started hiring out and living summers with a farm family.1956,20 dollars a week,6 day week,and all I could eat.I think they just broke even on the deal. Yep......some of the younger generation today need to experience living in those 1950/1960 years!! There would be a hell of a lot less whining/bitching for sure!! I know on the dairy farm where we lived mid 50's early 60's a good day was just after when Dad cleaned the outhouse leaving it all nice & fresh for next visitors!! |
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Post by davet on May 2, 2020 5:57:29 GMT -5
Spent the summers when I was about 14 to 17 at my Grandparents farm (former farm they worked until most of the land was condemned for the Erie Canal extension).
Me and my cousins would get hired by a local farmer to collect the hay bales and put in storage. Hot.....hard work....even harder work for a 6' tall kid that weighed about 105-lbs at the time. Never complained about the work or the pay. I don't recall how much....but at the time I was happy with it!!!
The value of hard work cannot be underestimated!!
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Post by 3212 on May 2, 2020 11:00:56 GMT -5
I earned a grand total of 240 dollars over the summer and was offered a job stripping tobacco over the Christmas break and took it.It was piece work and I could make more.Funny story in this connection.My employer was a mennonite farmer prohibited from gambling.During the month of August The Morgantown Firemans Fair ran 4 Saturday nights.Granddad would pick me up at 4pm and we would go to the fair.My favorite gamble was the watermelon stand.A truckload of melons and 20 numbers to play.Nickel a number,spin the wheel when all 20 numbers were covered.Basically selling melons for a dollar each.Above market price.I had some luck there and told my boss.He started slipping me a dollar every Saturday and hoped for some melons on Monday morning.
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Post by 3212 on May 4, 2020 15:17:18 GMT -5
Today's projects were checking at the bank(no stimulus check),cut the grass and best of all, helping my wife turn 4 lbs of ground venison into crockpot chili.
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Post by davet on May 5, 2020 6:14:13 GMT -5
Today's projects were checking at the bank(no stimulus check),cut the grass and best of all, helping my wife turn 4 lbs of ground venison into crockpot chili. Enough to share the chili for all here? My wife also makes a crock-pot chili and it's just great!! |
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Post by fleroo on May 5, 2020 9:17:10 GMT -5
yinz did that "Walked to school uphill... both ways", thingy too I'll bet.  |
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Post by 3212 on May 5, 2020 10:10:11 GMT -5
yinz did that "Walked to school uphill... both ways", thingy too I'll bet. Oh yeah,In snow with a headwind. |
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Post by davet on May 5, 2020 12:59:27 GMT -5
yinz did that "Walked to school uphill... both ways", thingy too I'll bet. Oh yeah,In snow with a headwind. Headwind both up and back down too. |
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Post by 3212 on May 5, 2020 13:09:44 GMT -5
And walking backwards for a mile.
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Post by 3212 on May 5, 2020 13:13:15 GMT -5
Today's projects were checking at the bank(no stimulus check),cut the grass and best of all, helping my wife turn 4 lbs of ground venison into crockpot chili. Enough to share the chili for all here? My wife also makes a crock-pot chili and it's just great!! She just made corn muffins to go with the chili.Now,she's off on some other baking project.I'm glad we have a dishwasher. |
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