At grandmas house fried squirrel was Monday lunch, Bambi roast once a month, possum periodically, takes a lot of time skimming all the fat off. Coon, when ever possible. But that was life in the rural South. Fond memories. Oh ya, Thumper was a Sunday or festival meal in Germany as a kid. I still enjoy the WILD Life. Munching to a different drummer I guess. Jungle chicken aint bad either. But on Caye Caulker it's Lobster, conch, IN SEASON, and great rice'n'beans.
Cheers, Dan