Smell is the strongest sense and you got my juices flowing just thinking back.Squirrel hunting in most of the U/S/A is a tradition shared by folks of all ages, genders, races and religions. It's a grandpa sitting on a log beside a grandchild, two junior high boys strolling along a gravel road with .22's and perhaps a shotgun. Squirrel hunting's either a little dog or a flop-eared hound barking at a bushytail holding onto a hickory tree. It is, literally, one of the best things about living in America.
Throw in fried up in a cast-iron skillet with mashed potatoes, gravy and home-made biscuits slathered with butter and molasses ..maybe sweet tea or black coffee ...boy , howdy, ....I've heard France has some good cooks, but I'll put grandma's fried squirrel up against snails anytime..Come try it !!
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