When I was a kid me and the neighbor kids ran a trap line on a local creek so we could all make coonskin caps like Daniel Boone. But we caught a lot more possums than we did coons. We didn't need the pelts, so we sold the possums to the maid at the tourist courts down the highway for 50 cents apiece and she loved 'em. She made us some stewed possum and gravy over rice once and it wasn't bad. Kind of greasy and gamey but no worse than the coons, which my dad deep-fried like chicken.
red throws me off. trap line and creek? dont think anyone i know from La uses those words. where you really from, boy? on a related note, i used to date a girl whose aunt was elly mae? she lived in zachary in a little pink house(s for you and me) and dressed just like she did on the show. really nice lady. she was still hot for 60. on holidays we'd always drive out there and break bread. im guessing shes still alive though this was long ago. regarding possums. i think the first o was dropped 20 years ago so feel free to do so. also ive eaten a lot of things but possum is not one. although they are no dirtier than a chicken or pig which are the filthiest things on the planet. each will literally eat anything but taste damn good. perception is everything and possums just look freaking nasty. i cant do it.
How did you manage this? So you are going to fatten him up or freeze him? I would go with the former, you could feed it nothing but beer soaked grain and massage it in beer. kobe-opossum Dude, I am country as f**k and even my Grandma knew Grandpa would b**ch slap her for cooking something like that. I got a wild game cook book at home...I'll check it out on da lunch break. Pretty sure this girl played with my peen...can't remember her name though. On a side note up until she was 65 IWHI when it came to elle mea.
Fast-forward to 3:00 for some real possum: [media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aGfgIQfpbWI&feature=av2e[/media]