"Choose rabbits with soft ears and paws"

The Gazette is taking a break for a few days...or not. We'll see how it goes...or doesn't.

One of the artifacts I uncovered during my most recent archaeological dig (that's what I'm now calling the process of unpacking the final boxes from our move, because it's more accurate than you might think) was this little booklet, probably given to us as a wedding gift:

Scan of the booklet's front cover

Sure, it's a generic title, but what do you expect for 35¢? And it is accurate, if not winsome.

The book is from those days long past, when cigarette companies advertised in bicycling magazines ("Nothing refreshes your century ride sag stop like a menthol Kool!") and beer came in cans that required pointy devices to open. The only color photos in the book are the covers, and I gotta tell you that cheaply-reproduced 1970s black-and-white photography is not really the optimal method for enhancing the appeal of food.

Anyway, this 48-page masterpiece tells you everything you'll ever want to know about cooking meat and meat-like substances (there's a section devoted to such delicacies as "Breaded Brains," "Heart Goulash," and "Tripe Patties").

It even has a section on preparing wild game. The title for this post comes the instructions on how "To Dress And Truss Rabbits," which precede a recipe for "Hassenpfeffer," otherwise known as "Sweet-Sour Rabbit." But it invites you to think even bigger when it comes to game, as you can choose among recipes for "Reindeer Pot Roast" and "Braised Moose" (the latter was a newlywed staple for those of us on limited college-student budgets; we'd all pitch in for a side of moose from the College Station Skaggs-Albertsons, freshly harvested from the Brazos River bottom, and gnaw on it for weeks).

Here's another handy tip, guaranteed to drive your friendly local nutritionist into hysterics: Rolled veal roast is delicious when larded with salt pork. Veal roasts not larded may be topped with bacon slices before roasting. That crackling sound you hear is the blood congealing in your arteries from simply reading those words.

And, finally, two words that will strike fear into any pre-teen child's soul: liver dumplings.

Comments

I LIKE liver, so the dumplings may not be too bad.

However, having lived in Mississippi for a number of years, I can say that I never got over seeing chicken feet and tripe at the local grocery store... my northern virginia stores (the ones I visit, anyway) thankfully don't carry those items.

Posted by: Lynellen at July 24, 2008 07:21 AM

In my collection of over 250 cookbooks I have some rather interesting recipes I would never dream of cooking such as "sweetbreads" .... they are neither sweet nor bread.

Posted by: Bleu at July 24, 2008 12:21 PM

And, finally, two words that will strike fear into any pre-teen child's soul: liver dumplings. Not just teens!

Posted by: Rachel at July 24, 2008 03:48 PM

Eric, you know your Mom and Dad and all us 'oldsters' grew up on such things. Think how long your Grandmother Siegmund lived, to age 98 and Grandpa was going pretty good at 84 when he had the accident. I remember as a child such things, but I didn't cook them when I got married.
We were coming into the 'age of enlightenment' by then.

Posted by: Alice at July 24, 2008 05:55 PM

Lynellen, I prefer chicken livers to beef, but adding the "dumplings" part is somehow just wrong.

Bleu, what I'm impressed with is the obvious strength of your bookshelves. Based on our recent move, I can attest that those cookbooks are heavy!

Rachel, perhaps they'd be improved with some jalapeņo paste!

Alice, I assume you're referring to the rabbit recipe. I do remember hearing stories about squirrels. I'm sure that when you're feeding a dozen kids each day, everything is fair game (no pun intended) for the dinner table! I figure Grandma spent most of her waking hours in the kitchen...things certainly have changed, haven't they? And mostly for the good, in that area, I'd say.

Posted by: Eric at July 25, 2008 08:12 AM
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