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I didn't forget them, but they weren't something that got made during my childhood to cope with a surplus of zucchini. They got made once or twice, like several other zucchini recipes, but most of it got processed for later use, because there's only so much zucchini you can eat at one time. And once it's been in the

Depending on your province, prescription meds may be partly covered. (I know this only because my wife accidentally let her health card expire, and her regular prescription doubled in cost for that time.)

I already don't eat all meat, because there's meat I don't like the taste of [duck, squirrel]—as well as meat I do like, but don't have access to these days [venison, quail, dove, bison], and meat I do like, but can't afford [almost all beef other than low-grade ground beef, most fish].

I don't know—maybe? My aunt-in-law's daughter doesn't have problems with it, though she plays with the rabbits, because she knows they're destined for the table. I had friends who grew up playing with farm animals destined to be slaughtered. I think that knowing this is the end result helps with that (because yes, I

Zucchini bread. Zucchini pickles. Freezer bag after freezer bag of shredded zucchini to turn up randomly in things (spaghetti sauce, casseroles, meatloaf, and of course more bread) in the dead of winter. Zucchini cooked with tomatoes and canned for the winter. ALL THE ZUCCHINI. I actually appreciate it these days, but

Quail is tasty. I just wasn't paying huge amounts of money for something I thought of as "stuff people give away because they don't want it." (I still sometimes have trouble with the concept of buying zucchini. You don't BUY zucchini. It materializes on your front porch in a Piggly Wiggly sack because the neighbors

Rabbits really can be assholes. I love my rabbits, and they're all very good-natured and affectionate animals, but they are still often complete assholes.

I admit I don't EAT rabbit (nor would I eat guinea pig, cat, or gerbil) because some of those animals live in my house. I don't think that's any more hypocritical than for me to not eat duck because I don't like the taste. I think it would be hypocritical for me to say that someone ELSE shouldn't eat it, though!

I don't eat rabbit because I have them as pets. I don't care if my neighbors eat rabbit, though, provided they're not coming into my house and eating MY rabbits. You don't eat meat at all, but if someone does eat meat, I think it's kind of hypocritical to say, "but not those, they're cute and cuddly and people have

Eating any super-lean protein as the major source of calories in your diet will make you sick; rabbit is the most common example. You can eat plenty of rabbit, as long as you make sure you're also getting enough fats and carbohydrates.

In all fairness, while I disagree with the HRS position, they're not exactly pro-breeder, either, they're more the animal-rescue, adopt-a-shelter-bunny types.

I don't base it on cuteness. I do base it on "does a member of this species live in my house as part of my family?" So I don't eat rabbit these days. I used to, though, and I don't object to it being eaten by other people. I do eat horse. It's sold here, mostly thin-sliced for fondue, and I like it. I think goats are

I don't. Now, if my local market started to sell dog meat, I wouldn't actually BUY any, but I wouldn't protest them selling it, either.

This is not necessarily the case. One of the rabbits living in my house is definitely a fuzzy, floppy, wanna-give-snuggles-to kind of rabbit. She's also a meat rabbit, bought from a farm & fleet store because she charmed the hell out of me (and I'd been planning to make a rabbit part of my family for a while anyway).

Exactly! I have a personal objection to eating rabbits, because rabbits are part of my family. If I had a pet goat, I wouldn't eat goat meat, either (which I do, now, because curry goat is awesome). But I don't have any general objection to rabbits being eaten.

Depends on what part of the US "here" is. I grew up in a small town in the south, and people eating rabbit was still fairly common—not as much so as it was in the previous generation, but still not a rare thing at all.

Yeah, see, THAT is terrible. So is the fact that my grandparents bought rabbits, kept them in a hutch in the yard (this was in the 40s, back when people thought that was an okay home for rabbits), encouraged my mother and aunts to play with them... and never told their kids they were raising the rabbits for meat until

I know! The last time someone took me to a very nice restaurant, there was quail on the menu. There's no way I'm spending that kind of money on quail. Quail's not fancy. Quail's the stuff our neighbors used to pay my mom with for babysitting. (My parents weren't hunters, but almost everyone around us was.)

Yeah, one of our rabbits was bought at a farm & fleet store, and she was intended as a meat rabbit. And one of MrsPye's aunts has a farm where, among other things, she raises rabbits for meat. (I appreciate her, because when there are family dinners held at her place, if any of the bunny-owning family members are

I grew up eating rabbit on a semi-regular basis (never at home, because my parents didn't hunt, but at friends' houses, and someone used to bring fried rabbit to church potlucks).