Hassepfeffer...And Another Rabbit Tale

Ever since "we" (aka Troy) decided to start raising rabbits, I have to admit I had much apprehension about what I was going to do when it came time to actually cook it. On Saturday I finally had to come to terms with this and be a good steward of what my husband has diligently raised. So I got online and Googled "Rabbit Recipes", and what to my wondering eyes should appear but a website called BackwoodsBound.com and recipes that called for " 2 rabbits/or squirrels". I felt the immediate need to go buy a camo trucker cap and overalls. After my initial shock I started looking at more familiar recipe websites, like Allrecipes.com. I finally found a simple rabbit stew that I put in the crock pot, not called Hassenpfeffer, but I am assuming it is the same basic idea. This was my final project.....

I think I was a little nervous for how it would turn out, seeing as how you can apparently substitute rabbit meat for squirrel meat, so I over compensated on the spices and added way too much rosemary. But over all it tasted good, and the task of cooking with rabbit is not so daunting. Tonight we are having tacos....with beef.

This next story is called " How To Get A Name If You Are A Rabbit Fryer"

Sunday morning we woke up and noticed 3 cute little bunnies bouncing around our yard. The chickens have free reign of the yard, but the rabbits do not, as we have to draw the line somewhere of how much poo you can have in one backyard, also the rabbits dig and eat gardens. So Troy put on his rabbit wrangling hat (he does not actually have one, but it is a funny thought), and put them back in their hutch. What he found was that there was one little black bunny that apparently was a little bit too big to fit completely through the escape opening and got stuck. We are not sure how long it was stuck there, but it was long enough that it caused the poor little bunny to lose mobility in it's back legs.

Troy brought the bunny in and laid it on the kitchen floor and with its legs splayed out behind it, it started army crawling across the slick floor. Well, you don't bring a little black bunny with floppy ears and wounded legs into a house full of girls and not get a gushing of sympathy and "please spare this poor wee bunnies life from the skillet".

For the rest of the day the bunny lived a life of leisure by laying around the back yard having food and water brought to it, getting pet and played with, making new friends, and ultimately recieving the one thing that rabbit fryers at The K's Green Acres don't get...... A NAME. Her name is Pollyanna, named after the Disney movie that has Haley Mills, as Pollyanna, falling out of a tree at the end of the movie and becoming paralyzed which causes her mean aunt turn nice and a whole town change their debby downer ways. If this bunny knows what's good for it, it will stay paralyzed the rest of it's days. Because the mean aunts name in this story is Troy and he knows how to change a rabbits name to Hassenpfeffer.