I thought frankfurters had shoe string fries with them. Wasn’t the worst meal imho.
I can commisserate with the fear of opening it; you don’t want the surprise of finding out that you’ve opened the beaver equivalent of a can of surströmming…
My bro used to send them to me when he was at Ft. Stewart in the mid 80s. (he was a track driver. On exercises he’d bring vienna sausages (aka: monkey dicks) and the likes. Heat em up in the 113s engine compartment.) I seem to remember bean with the 4FD. (Beans & motherfckers) I liked the beef patty (freeze dried. Were s’pose to add water to reconstitute. (picture a cold, soggy hamburger) But I ate them dry. Just had to drink lots of water with it or it would fck up your stomach (trip to the ER bad) Potato cakes were the same. Dry they were like a super thick potato chip. They had pound cake in some “menus”. Trick my bro taught me was mix a bit of water in with the hot coco mix and make frosting for the pound cake. (or mix a bit more water in an make “Ranger Pudding”.
So nobody wanted to eat some beaver?
Really?
Amazing …
Careful now. This here’s a family show.
Huh? What do you mean?
I know some keep them as pets
Some say they are good for the environment, preventing droughts and slowing down floods.
Others hate them for flooding their forests, fields and hunting grounds. Bursting dams can also threaten buildings and roads downstream.
In short there are mixed feelings about beavers, I presume that environmentalists and those few who have a tame beaver they can pet would not consider eating beaver.
Some people eat horse meat and those who own a horse or ride horses would never eat horse.
Joking! ![]()
In the 70’s we ate Beaver whenever we could get it. Now not so much. Got dangerous in the '80s in some cases deadly
Back in the early 1980’s there was a Kentucky Fried Chicken close to where I grew up that was catching pigeons and serving it as chicken.
And second prize is a two-year supply of Soylent?
As long as it isn’t Soylent Green …
Years ago in Pittsburgh, there were Taiwanese immigrants — the husband was a physician — who hosted a dinner party at their Fox Chapel home.
Half the attendees died, the rest badly sickened.
Turns out the wife plucked mushrooms in the nearby woods that looked just like mushrooms used for cooking in Taiwan.
Except, needless to say, they weren’t.
I read it in the newspaper.
I was scouring the internet trying to find a picture of the can of beaver meat. I was surprised to find that there are several different brands available today, but no luck finding a vintage one. I did however find this one, which may be more in line with what you other gentlemen were eating…
I prefer oysters myself…
Just need to make sure the beavers are not too young …
You prefer fermented Beaver?





