doublegunshop.com - home Forums General Discussion DoubleGun BBS @ doublegunshop.com What do you do with one dead woodcock? Way OT

Give it to my grandmother.
First game animal I ever killed on the wing, and she fried it up and made a meal around it because I was so proud. She fried rabbits that were more shot than meat, made batches of potpie from a few little squirrels I bagged. Helped me clean pheasants to take to my son's school when it was all she could do to stand at the sink.
She was an old farm girl who wouldn't eat game anymore because of all the times she had no choice but to eat it growing up during the depression. She was always genuinely excited for my kids hunting successes.
I lost her today. I hope you are all as lucky as I was to have someone like that in your life.
CHAZ

Very sorry for your loss.
We'll honor her by carrying on.

You have my sincere sympathy for your loss. I do feel I am lucky too as my mother, now 98, is the same. She introduces herself as "an old farm girl" Loves children and sharing with them bird watching, berry picking, mushroom hunting and game cooking. Pot pie was large noodles flavored with some meat. Squirrel was the game animal she would use just as you describe your grandmother doing. Made it go a long way around the table. Women like these make us much better people. I know my mother and your grandmother would have been friends. Very lucky for certain having known them.

That's rough as grandmothers are the rocks or the foundation of the family. Sorry to hear of your loss.

Sorry for your loss, CHAZ. What you posted is a great honor to her. I was lucky to have two grandmothers like that in my life. One, and my grandfather, lived just across the field from us. As a kid I walked over there and ate supper with them every Friday night. When I went off to college, and would return for the weekend, she would tell me every Sunday morning at church to remember to stop by her house on the way back to school to pick up some fresh baked cookies. Small wonder I came home almost every weekend.

"Precious memories, how they linger, how they ever flood my soul.....
In the stillness of the midnight, precious sacred scenes unfold."

May God bless you and your family during this time of separation.

SRH

Chaz, sorry for your loss, but in your memory she will live forever.

Making a meal out of one woodcock . . . that's quite a memory. And consider yourself lucky she didn't include toast and trail as a side dish!

Very sorry for your loss.

I'm sorry to hear that Chaz,my sincere condolences ...I lost my father suddenly 4 years ago it will get better you have my word ,but it still stings at times

Sorry for your loss.

My condolences.

One of my cherished memories from my German Grandmother and Great Aunt, sisters who lived together in their later years, was their game cooking. Once I was old enough to hunt, they insisted I bring them rabbits. They'd make them into traditional hasenpfeffer, always served with their home made sauerkraut. I can taste it now as I type, even though they've been gone for many years.

Regards
Ken