Oh, I love abalone. Takes a lot of prep, though, you've got to tenderize the hell out of it. We went on a huge group abalone dive once, everyone took their limit and we prepared most of them the traditional way - sliced, tenderized, breaded, and pan-fried. A couple of them, though, we left whole after we popped them out of the shells, whacked them with two-by-fours a few times, marinated a while in lemon juice for a while, and then barbecued them. My god, that was good.

I've only had it twice in restaurants - once it was awful, just ridiculously tough, but the other it was delicious and much like I've had it at home.

I hear they are farming abalone in Monterey, now. I'm excited about the prospect of being able to buy it whenever I want.

I suspect my Canada goose informant didn't cook it properly. That fits with what I remember of him.

The mountain lion taste thing, though, I'm thinking that is a not-so-urban legend I absorbed in my youth. Or my grandfather pulling my leg, which I would have accepted as gospel truth because I was that type of child.

I have cauliflower leek soup now. And I will be going to bed now. Why I realize I have to cook or something will go bad just at bedtime, I don't know.

Like who sees the giant sea bass and then thinks, "MMMM... bass = good eating"?

At the DC F2F I got hungry in the crustacean house. I am not proud of this.

I have never had abalone.

I've had moose/elk/deer, which are delish.

I've eaten fish I caught and cleaned. I've also eaten a lot of fish I cleaned, because my dad Tom Sawyered me into believing it was fun. They're better than less fresh fish, but they're still fish. I've eaten plenty of venison shot by people I knew, but I never pulled the trigger myself. Having had a garden in deer country, I doubt I'd hesitate.

Seared abalone at a sushi restaurant - excellent.

Pretty much deer and fish caught by people. duck and goose, too.

When I was 7 or 8, we were served rabbit. My dad waited until I tasted it to reveal what I was chewing. He didn't say it was rabbit, though. He said it was Midnight - which was the name of the bunny I had raised from a teeny baby bunny. I spit it out.

Then there was the time my mom boiled deer meat the whole day that I was home sick with an upset stomach. I've never been that sick in my life. The gamey smell was disgusting.

Needless to say, I mostly stick to beef and chicken. Or sushi.

ION - I'm sorry I won't get to see you in Feb, Sail. Originally, DH was going to fly in and we were going to make a mini vacation out of it. Which is why we've been calling the cat Chicago ever since we brought him home from the vet.

Growing up in the midwest, I've had only had fresh seafood at the LAF2F (I shared with Trudy, and it was NOM.)

But I've had raccoon chili, freshly gigged frogs legs, LOTS of venison, chicken I saw, er, freshly locally sourced and plucked myself (once), cows we raised, lots of eggs (chickens are dumb, stinky and mean), fresh goose (geese are meaner and their poops is gross), rattlesnake, bunny BBQ, and lots and lots of farm fresh piggie.

I would get hungry in an aquarium, but NSM in a zoo.

And I just don't think carnivore is SUPPOSED to taste all that good. But I have not eaten a carnivore.

Growing up in the midwest, I've had only had fresh seafood at the LAF2F (I shared with Trudy, and it was NOM.)

Never had sashimi like that before or since. Cooked fishies, yes. I still remember that plate of nom. Vividly.

Which is why we've been calling the cat Chicago ever since we brought him home from the vet.

Hee. Poor Ashton, feeling so rotten and now he doesn't even know when he's being fed because no one is calling HIS name.

We lived on a farm for a number of years and my brothers were all about the small game hunting. They brought home pheasant and rabbit that I remember. There may have been squirrel, can't recall for sure. I just remember that a number of times, my mother didn't find all the shot and biting into metal really sucks.