his first kill. (On a left over pizza box. Food grade cardboard & all of that.) I felt rather queenly. In a barbarian sort of way.
It was really one of those fun family moments where we all got to learn at the same time. He had never cleaned squirrel, so I watched him figure it out. Victor has a weak stomach for this sort of thing, though Mike told him that the squirrel was God's gift to us & it had probably led a much healthier & happier life than the frozen 3 lb. tube of ground beef I buy every week. The goats were typically very curious; it looked hard cleaning something w/ their noses into it. Victor & Charlotte's job was to entertain them.
The second one was harder to do because of stiffening up & such. Charlotte thought the tail very nice. Is it wrong to let your child pet a disembodied tail? They have creepy little hands w/ very long, thin thumbs.
We soaked the naked, limbless, headless squirrels in lemon juice & water overnight. I read several recipes (this is something Paula Deen is silent on in her books) on the internet & they all agreed that squirrel is a good substitute for chicken. I made something up so I present, my squirrel stew.
In keeping w/ the spirit of the thing I broke out my cast iron skillet. Wash very well to get any fur off, but it's all fiber.
1. Quarter at least 2 squirrels, 4 would probably be better. I used poultry shears for this.
2.Season w/ seasoned salt, garlic salt & pepper.
3. Place in skillet & cover w/ 2 cups of broth (I used turkey stock), a glug of cider (You know, the sound it makes leaving the jug?) & a dash of marsala.
4. Add chopped carrots, onions, celery, garlic (lots!), fennel (less than parsely) & parsely (more than fennel). I had no potatoes, but I would proably use them if I did. I used egg noodles instead.
5. Cover & simmer 3-4 hours, add water if needed. De-bone.
Family reaction differed widely. Mike declared that the single thing wrong w/ it was that there wasn't more of it. And potatoes next time. I liked the egg noodles & thought it was delicious, sort of sweet but not like pork. Victor refused to touch it & received bread w/ butter & a lecture on close mindedness. Charlotte tried it & asked for bread & butter. I added applesauce to their bread & butter. Miranda went nuts. She screamed & asked for a separate bowel all for herself, not wanting to wait for me to chew it for her. Gross I know, but we don't buy the baby food. I chew for her, put it back on my fork & then send it her way.