Mel (& Paul) Posted November 22, 2005 Share Posted November 22, 2005 I think its great that your children actually know about where meat comes from and arent "afraid" of it. I havent been watching Jamie Oliver in Italy but I know there has been a bit of a hoohah about him slaughtering animals in front of children. I think if they have grown up with it there wont be a problem. Its good that not all children think that meat comes in sterilised plastic Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted November 22, 2005 Share Posted November 22, 2005 I couldn't agree more Mel and Paul. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
becks Posted November 22, 2005 Share Posted November 22, 2005 ahh gorgeous children and the rabbit is cute too!! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lesley Posted November 22, 2005 Share Posted November 22, 2005 There are three rabbits and Jake wants to keep the tails Boys! Oh! and the kitchen is a mess because they have been helping to make fruit cake Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mel (& Paul) Posted November 22, 2005 Share Posted November 22, 2005 No doubt he will use them to chase frightened girls around the playground Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
motherhen Posted November 22, 2005 Share Posted November 22, 2005 I like eating game and often do a 'poachers casserole'. This consists of bunging into a pot any game - rabbit, venison, pheasant, pigeon etc, together with onions, mushrooms, passata and cider. The secret ingredient, that makes up for the fact that a lot of game is very lean, are venison and redcurrent sausages, cut into 1inch long pieces, which I get from a good local butcher. Oh, and I also bung in some bouquet garni. I cook it on 160 centigrade for about 2 hours or so. Brilliant with buttery mash potato and a robust vegetable like cabbage or broccoli. Only down side of game is the lead shot. I have a molar crowned and 2 other molars with huge pieces of fillings all due to biting on lead shot Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted November 23, 2005 Share Posted November 23, 2005 OH and I are full to bursting with rabbit stew, after a cold morning golfing (OH) and gardening (me). For company in the pot, my rabbit had, carrots, onions, parsnips, green beans, a bit of pumpkin, sage, a few garden herbs, half a bottle of red wine that my neighbour made and gave to us weeks ago, a small slurp of passata, and I think that was all. I put it in the fan oven on 120c at about 9am and we ate it at 2.30pm cos OH was late. It was melt in the mouth, and not a bit strong and gamey, and no bullets. We have enough for tomorrow's lunch too. And the cost? 50p for the rabbit, 10p for the bit of passatta, 2 paracetamol for my bad back yesterday after skinning and gutting 10 of them, and the veggies I grew. You really should give it a try. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Dogmother Posted November 23, 2005 Share Posted November 23, 2005 Sounds good - do you feel all virtuous? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mrs Frugal Posted November 23, 2005 Share Posted November 23, 2005 Mmmmm, sounds delicious !! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted November 23, 2005 Share Posted November 23, 2005 I don't know about virtuous but I did feel as though I had achieved something - not the recipe, or the cost, but just a nice warm feeling - but it might have just been the stew! Mind you, my triplets soon knocked me down to size - they are not on the same wavelength as me, they dislike lavender plants - see my www, but they should have the nicest smelling chicken feet in the world! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Dogmother Posted November 23, 2005 Share Posted November 23, 2005 I don't know about virtuous but I did feel as though I had achieved something - not the recipe, or the cost, but just a nice warm feeling - but it might have just been the stew! That'll be the indigestion kooringa! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Popcorn Posted November 23, 2005 Share Posted November 23, 2005 or wind Clare Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cate in NZ Posted November 23, 2005 Share Posted November 23, 2005 I've only knowingly eaten rabbit once in my life- and that was by horrific coincidence the day that I arrived home from school to find my pet rabbit dead in the gutter, she must have escaped somehow and been knocked down. Mum still served up the rabbit casserole she'd prepared, but called it chicken. We were all eating it until Dad unwittingly let the cat out of the bag, whereupon my sisters & I all wailed & left the table. That was about 30 years ago, and I've not tried it since Maybe I should give it another go, especially if I could get hold of some young, fresh, wild ones, although I'm definitely not up to any skinning or preparing them Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Popcorn Posted November 24, 2005 Share Posted November 24, 2005 oh Kate - well firstly, fancy keeping the cat in a bag . That's just awful ( ) and as for eating your pet bunny........it's a wonder you turned out as well rounded as you are (not in the physical sense you understand ) It's funny what sticks isn't it, even after al those years. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted November 24, 2005 Share Posted November 24, 2005 No wind, No indigestion - with natural organic food you don't seem to get those problems - or maybe I have a strong constitution. In days when parents really had to s"Ooops, word censored!"e to make ends meet, those bunny stories were all too common. It is a shame when children find out, I agree, but it just goes to show that being protective may not always be the best way. Maybe, like the Italians, on Jamie Oliver's programme, and Lesley on our forum, have the right approach. To be honest where the food comes from, right from the start is surely the best policy. But I can truly understand the trauma of a child learning that the pet rabbit was in the pot. It is such a shame, but sometimes we can see the rationale when we are older. It is easier to be detached when it is a wild animal and not a pet, but desperate needs.......I am sure parents in such situations have been forgiven, as they probably felt as bad about it themselves. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lesley Posted November 24, 2005 Share Posted November 24, 2005 I don't think KateA was served her bunny - just a coincidence that her Mother had already cooked rabbit for tea when the pet bunny met a nasty end? - Just linked in Kate's mind, enough to put you off for life. I'm just cooking one of ours from the other day - dinner for Lauren and Jake tonight and us tomorrow (and soup on Saturday ) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cate in NZ Posted November 24, 2005 Share Posted November 24, 2005 Sorry, I didn't make that clear, I didn't get served Chipper for my dinner, just a horrible coincidence. He got the whole funeral thing- Mum & dad were very good about all that. I'm sure my old home back garden ended up littered with the corpses of small, deceased pets. At least, we were told that Chippers body was in the shoebox that we buried so ceremoniously I'm sure that Mum had served us rabbit before in fact, she just never let on, knowing how attatched we were to our pets, but they were always on a budget and back then rabbit was a cheap meat. It was just typical of Dad that on that day of all days that he complimented Mum on her lovely casserole, and added something along the lines of you should get rabbit more often. That did it for us Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted November 24, 2005 Share Posted November 24, 2005 Phew that's a relief, I was nearly in tears reading your post thinking of you finding out what you had been eating Chipper your pet bunny and then trying to justify mum and dad making ends meet etc etc. Lots of us served rabbit in those day, you are right. I was famous for making a pound of mincemeat last a week, but making all sorts of recipes. Most of which were more homemade brown bread than mincemeat but the children never knew! Glad you weren't' traumatised for life! I won't lay in bed tonight thinking about it. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lesley Posted November 24, 2005 Share Posted November 24, 2005 .I was famous for making a pound of mincemeat last a week, but making all sorts of recipes. Most of which were more homemade brown bread than mincemeat but the children never knew! .....bet it had lots of grated carrot in it as well Kooringa? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mel (& Paul) Posted November 29, 2005 Share Posted November 29, 2005 I know its only just 7am - but all those lovely recipes are making my tummy grumble!! having got back in from walking the dogs I think I could do with a nice hearty stew (not with hearts in though........). My only excuse is I have been up since 5am so my tummy thinks it is nearly time for "elevenses" or a little smackeral of somehting Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted November 29, 2005 Share Posted November 29, 2005 Don't talk to me about hearts! Get the tissues out a bit of a sob story. Seriously though it was light years away so no sympathy - this is to make you laugh! When I was 14 we used to do disection in our biology class. Our biology teacher was also out form master. We used to dissect rats all sorts, and I was not squeamish at all - whereas all the other girls would scream squeal, etc etc. One day we had a lesson on how the heart works and we had to dissect a lambs heart. After the lesson was finished I asked my teacher what was going to happen to all the hearts and he said that they were going to be thrown away. So I asked if I could have them, (you can imagine what all the girls were saying, especially as I was a shy little thing). My tutor asked what I was going to do with them and I said feed them to the dog. So I got 10 lambs hearts. We didn't have a dog. I got them so that I could stuff them with sage and onion stuffing and braise them in gravy in the oven and eat them. I didn't have a mother, so was 'mum' of the house and we had to survive on very little money, so any meat I could get was like Christmas. So we had wonderful braised hearts all week, and they were lovely. I can't help eating the little cooked chickens heart that you get with the giblets after I have cooked them for gravy stock. I husband groans and always says, 'Yuk, I don't know how you can do that' - but they do taste nice, and I often hanker for a braised lambs heart stuffed with sage and onion. Is there anyone else with funny stories about things you or your grandparents or parents used to eat that might now be considered odd or yuk? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mel (& Paul) Posted November 29, 2005 Share Posted November 29, 2005 What a lovely story My grandmother used to make me huge salad sandwiches with cucumber, tomato, spring onion, lettuce, salad cream and pickled beetroot. I still make them today (the pinky salad cream blobs are the best!) and always think of my gran Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted November 29, 2005 Share Posted November 29, 2005 Nice memories - no wayward caterpillars then? But that's another story - definitely not for the squeamish, so won't write about it in case someone is eating a salad sandwich. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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The Dogmother Posted November 29, 2005 Share Posted November 29, 2005 Yuk! I hate beetroot! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
