Homo sum, humani nihil a me alienum puto
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 deadStep 3: dress squirrelStep 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 IowaNow 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
That's the funniest thing I've read in weeks. But it does make me a little hesitant to visit.
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,Patrick, squirrel chef.p.s. and by the way suburban, bird feeder-fattened squirrel is especially tender. That's good eatin' boy.
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.
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