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AUGUST 19, 2010 10:41AM

Lunch Today: Baby Bunny?

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Ah, a juicy filet mignon cooked medium rare – my favorite in the red meat category.  This Open Call started me thinking about why I am comfortable eating some meat but wouldn’t dare put some other cooked animals in my mouth.   This could be “conditioning” or cultural, but there are plenty of animals and animal parts that I wouldn’t consider eating. 


I live in the South, although venison is a staple for many people here, I won’t eat it.  Rabbit – not a chance; lamb, forget about it…veal, no way.  So why do I not have a problem with beef, pork or chicken?  If I think about it too much, I wouldn’t eat them either.     


This carnivore issue came up for me in 2008 while preparing for a trip to France.  I usually study a basic menu of a country before my first visit there. I can then choose what foods I am willing to eat, and more importantly – what I do not want to eat.  I kept some notes from my preparation for that trip regarding basic French fare.    


These are some of the items on the, I WILL NOT EAT list: 

Cervelles:  Calf or Lamb brains

Chevreuil:  Young deer

Langue:  Tongue 

Coeur:  Heart 

Cou d’ oie:  Neck of goose, stuffed like a sausage

Becasse:  Woodchuck

Civelles:  Baby Eels, spaghetti-like

Lapereau:  Young Rabbit; translation “baby bunny”    


The list for the “will not eat” (for France) is fairly long – but these were at the top of my list.  However, the meal I enjoyed the most in all of France was foe de veau, which is Calf’s Liver…with onions.  I believe this puts me in the category of the “conflicted carnivore” for sure.     


I never make a list of vegetables or fruits that I won’t eat – just animals or animal parts.  It seems that my decisions are based on (a) whether or not I have ever fed said animal species, (b) I consider the animal cute, or (c) the thought of eating the animal or its parts is distasteful in my mind.  Eating the heart or brains of another animal?  No way.  Beef rump roast?  You bet.


I would like to say that it is foreign travel that makes me discriminate in my meat/fish/poultry choices, but to be honest I have a similar issue in the U.S.  I just don’t make a list because I generally understand the language.    


Recently on our trips to Yellowstone National Park in Wyoming and The Grand Canyon in Arizona, there were menu choices that I tended to avoid:  Deer and Bison. 


WYOMING 09 059Personal photo collection: Yellowstone National park

WYOMING 09 044 From personal photo collection: Yellowstone National Park

It seems if I have taken a photo of an animal they are off of my menu.   Especially if it is a "portrait."

I live a few blocks from a Korean Sushi restaurant and I don’t even want to see their menu; I don’t trust their “beef” selections.  Maybe I should have been more discerning in France. 

EUROPE 2008 136  Photo From personal collection; Street cafe'; Lyon, France (2008)


My husband won’t even look at my lists, and tells me I am missing out of some delicious food; to him I say “bon appétit.” 


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I'll eat damn near anything. my limits: I'm not big on babies...lamb, veal. bad karma. rabbits. I'd rather not. I've lived with them. they've earned the "okay by me" rating. OTOH, if my life depended on it..I'd eat one. but not a dog, cat or horse. I'm sufficiently westernized and consider them equals and not prey. and no....I'd never get hungry enough to eat one. Or another person, for that matter.

so other than what I've discussed above, if it has the correct texture, which means it's not slimy, and tastes relatively recognizable and doesn't have a disgusting odor, I'll eat it.

oh...and cooked. it has to be cooked which means sushi is OUT.
Foolish Monkey, I assume that means no Korean sushi?
I have the same conflicts/lists. It seems like I should be willing to try game...but I, too, stick to the tried and true. Although, spending part of my youth in Scotland taught me the origin of much of what I was eating, and I defend haggis as a culinary delight.
I'm afraid to ask...

(it's slimy isn't' it?)
oh goodie!

haggis and lutefisk!!

but'll like this article:
I have started eating Elk since moving to CO and will probably eat buffalo soon. And deer. I guess I eat regional food because in Hawaii I ate sushi and eel and fish.

Thought provoking!
i don't eat what's known as 'game,' american, french or otherwise, though there's not a whole lot else that i won't try. and offal is, well, awful. man, i could easily talk myself into being a vegetarian, couldn't i? hmmm. good piece, joy.
I can't really do meat anymore and in Canada it's a meat and potatoes country.
It's hard,and they are big on baby animals here and pate de fois gras.
I let people do what they want however without jumping on people for it.
Rated with hugs
I mostly eat vegetarian these days...maybe because it is lighter and when the weather is warm. But hey, your lists make as much sense to me as any of them.
Gorgeous rack on that deer? Elk? in Yellowst0ne...
Nice post.
like your list, suits my preferences too. I've increasingly thought about stepping away from at least red meat over the course of the last month. These posts keep me thinking. So good to have you back! r thanks
Missed out on the open call but am seeing that it has something to do with eating meat.

But, just dropping by to say how happy I was to see your avatar!!!
I ate alligator meat once. That's as daring as I get.

Suddenly I'm craving a rack of ribs.
I'm so glad I had dinner before I read your list.
I have forbidden lists too. Every time I stray, I regret it. I've never had foie gras (someone else wrote about that today). I always feel kind of sick after eating veal. But I don't mind lamb at all. Young rabbit does sound disturbing, as do those baby eels. Doesn't make a lot of sense, but that's human psychology for you!
"If I think about it too much, I wouldn’t eat them either." That is me...I have a rule in my house no talking about where the food came from at the dinner table.r
I don't have a list myself. When I made my first trip to Europe, my motto was to deliberately order things I didn't fully understand what they were. Hence, baby eels in Barcelona. As you said, spaghetti-like, but OH, they were so wonderful! Garlicky buttery yummy. Then I went to Paris, and had some sort of sausage, with chewy chunks of identifiable VEIN pieces. That was the END of that motto.