That rabbit stew from when I was 7

That rabbit stew from when I was 7

Chasing Rabbits

I got six rabbits despatched to me not long ago. Make sure you, really don’t inquire — I have superior good friends in large spots. And of course, my freezer seemed like a tiny meat locker. So, I have been seeking to recreate this stew I experienced one time as a child in Eutawville, S.C.

The memory is beginning to get foggy now, but I keep in mind smaller things, like the haze in the early early morning air. The odor of grass and soil, and the sound of chickens scurrying together. It was an more mature wood residence, lot’s of what I assume to be shiplap (shoutout to Fixer Higher), and I don’t forget the heat of the small, previous-faculty kitchen area.

I’ve romanticized this location and event most likely a bit in my head, but it’s a fantastic memory, and one that I can figure out now was pivotal in my advancement. So, I cling to it.

I was about 7 almost certainly, it’s possible younger, and I was a region female and tomboy to the core. I’d been running around exterior discovering, and remaining out of developed folks’ business enterprise, and experienced finally been named in to wash up and take in.

Anything smelled definitely superior, and I was handed a bowl and spoon. I noticed rice and I noticed gravy and I went to do the job-likely inquiring for warm sauce at some stage as well. I was a scrawny little ol’ thang, likely all of 50 pounds soaking damp, but I tore that bowl up. I keep in mind asking right after ending what it was I’d eaten, and the male who’d served it to me stated it was rabbit.