Wednesday, March 14, 2007

This one's for my dad, or anyone else who's ever had a squirrel problem. Here's the solution.


Anonymous said...

No, no--HERE's the solution which is totally dependant on having a dad who is a displaced country boy living in St. Louis County

Step 1: catch squirrel in cage
Step 2: spear it dead
Step 3: dress squirrel
Step 4: Repeat as necessary, until you have enough squirrels to cook up in the frydaddy, or to give to your daughter and son-in-law in Iowa

Now you know why I have 5 dressed squirrels and several containers of "squirrel stew" in my deep freeze, and why I never get invited to potlucks!

And even though I can butcher and dress my own chickens and turkeys, somehow I can't get up the nerve to try the squirrel! --Dawn

Mike said...

That's the funniest thing I've read in weeks.

But it does make me a little hesitant to visit.

Anonymous said...

Oh come on! Anyone who has the guts to wear that purple chef hat can't not try my squirrel stew. Are you not married to someone with roots in Louisiana? Crayfish are okay? I'll bet you even like calamari and maybe even escargot.

And you call yourself a Missourian! Hell, you were a boy scout! I'm ashamed and offended. Foodie-snob!

All my love. Hope to see you this summer,
squirrel chef.

p.s. and by the way suburban, bird feeder-fattened squirrel is especially tender. That's good eatin' boy.

Mike said...

Patrick, did Dawn tell you Columbia is building a new library? The levy is up for a vote today, but they're already moving forward. Here's the story.