Discussion in 'General Experimental Aviation Questions' started by Rockiedog2, Jan 28, 2019.
Was the coon fresh or sun baked for a few hours?
We ate everything we grew or killed expect for the dogs, cats and Opossum. Even after living on canned blackberries for about 6 weeks, no Opossum.
Love good collards cooked with ham hocks and doused with pepper vinegar. Didn’t care for raccoon, but that could be because of that particular coon’s diet. Never been hungry enough to try ‘possum, hope that I never will be.
been run over a few times
you gotta cook it in a stew pot for a while then let it sit overnight and in the morning dig the layer of grease off the top and heat it back up. it's a little better then. Some use the grease for gravy later. Coon grease. That's the ones that will make it when put out on the side of the hill with nothing.
walking in the woods and came up on a dead cow. kicked it and bout a half dozen possums ran out of it.
I don't want any possum either.
I had thought about asking if it had been tenderized!
Thanks for that info on the VG's location Joe! He had great things to say about you!
Pretty nervy of you to interrupt our coon/possum meal thread with airplane talk!
Oh wait... nevermind.
he's not a very good judge of character
Well I know for a fact that you are quite a character.
Being from South Carolina, I have eaten a lot of different kinds of meat, rabbit, squirrels, sparrows, robins, snake, wild boar, ostrich, python, buffalo, cooter, aligator, deer, beaver, cow tongue, pigs feet, but so far, I haven't eaten coon or possum, although I would gladly give it a try. I also like Poke Salad, or Pokeweed, but be careful, it's poisonous.
I saw your post about health problems and selling your project. Best wishes with that
Well, being a born and raised city boy for the better part of 3/4 Century, I am beginning to enjoy life in the country.
Tonight I'm making Feral Hog ribs... from the 175 pounder we shot, and butchered and froze, a few weeks ago.
No worries; It's cooked to 175 deg internally.
I did 45 mins covered with foil@ 350 deg f, then 45mins @ 250 deg f.
it'll be ready in about 20 more mins....
Growing up on the farm, we killed a butchered hogs every Thanksgiving day each year. I hated that job. My job to kill a chicken every Sunday morning, hated that job also. We grew or killed almost everything we ate. Traded eggs for things we couldn't raise, sugar, coffee, salt, etc.
We were so poor after I was 6 years old, I thought anyone that bought their food in a store had to be rich.
You’ve come a long way Pops.
Friend Jerry(RIP) came up pretty hard. One year for Christmas he got 6 walnuts in a worn out handkerchief. Anouter year he got a worn out tire to roll around in the yard.
Your story is similar to other West Virginians Pops. Jackie Cochran and Chuck Yeager never had a pair of shoes till they were about seven or eight.
Some of Chuck Yeager's family lives nearby.
I went barefooted all summer for several years saving my shoes for going to school in a one room school. 3 in my grade. Only thing I wore all summer was a ragged pair of jeans. So if you saw a golden tanned young boy riding a 1700 lb beautiful wild stallion horse bareback wearing a ragged pair of jeans full of holes, that was me.
After surviving the winter of 1952 where we ran out of food and lived on Blackberries that we had canned during the summer for about 6 weeks and living in a shack of a house with 1/2" cracks in the rough lumber walls and floors with snow drifts in the house 3' deep, I wondered if I could survive another winter like that one.
I have the large sandstone back of the fireplace setting on 2 other square sandstone rocks as a seat beside the sidewalk that go's to my hanger.
Took flour and water and made a glue to glue newspaper over the cracks in the walls but you could see the ground under the house. Living on a high ridge the wind was always blowing up through the cracks in the floor. Had a 10 qt water bucket in the kitchen and a dipper for drinking and in the mornings it would be frozen solid to the bottom. Had to throw it out and go out to the well in the back yard and draw up water that wasn't frozen.
If it was any worse for you than the winter of 1952 for us, you didn't make it.
Winter of 52
Our 49 Ford wouldn’t start so JB built a “small” fire under the pan to warm it up.
Burned it to the ground
I liked the 3’ snow drifts in the house Pops.
You would'nt like the 3' snow drifts in the house if you had to live in it. The barn was more air tight than the house.
The winter of 1962 in NW Pa where I was living the neighbor across the street built a fire under the oil pan of his 1953 Plymouth and caught it on fire, but he managed to get it put out. -38/-39 at night for a week and a high of -25 during the day. Had my 55 Ford parked up against the kitchen window with a heat lamp between the battery and engine with a blanket over the engine. Anti-Freeze tested -29 and it froze up into mush, like a snow cone.
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