Guys, bunnies are not = to bunnies are not = to bunnies. And snowshoe hare tastes nothing like the cottontails that I've hunted most of my life in the farm country of Indiana.
'Bout 10 years ago when I started hunting every year at a friend of mine's hunting camp in the UP of Michigan, I remember someone brought a snowshoe into camp. I told my friend, Bill, that we ought to cook it up 'cause I dearly love rabbit (though I had never eaten snowshoe before). Being a lifelong Yuper (UP'er), he grew up snaring the snowshoe and his mom would cook them. But he kinda looked at me funny and somewhat skeptical. I don't believe he'd ever cooked the snowshoe himself and it had been so many years since he had eaten snowshoe, I really don't think he could remember the taste.
So he commenced to cooking. There was milk and soda soaks and fine-wine marinades and cooking and more cooking and this went on for a couple of days. Since we were grouse-poor at the time, the snowshoe was starting to sound good.
We served 'er up one evening and after a couple of bites, I looked at Bill and he looked at me and we came to a silent, but mutual conclusion. Bleeeeeeeecccchhhh! We broke out a can of smoked Finnish muikkuja (the finest tasting whitefish in existence) and lots of strong ale to wash the snowshoe taste away.
Now my bird feeder keeps me supplied with rabbit and squirrel on a regular basis so I dearly love both of these critters but snowshoe is another thing. Yuk.
Last winter Bill taught his son how to snare a snowshoe and he had a marvelous French recipe (Bill is actually a heck of a good cook and his wife is a gourmet cook) and was chomping at the bit to try it out on one his son snared, clearly thinking that our experience with the other hare was an anomaly. Bill and his son sat down to a meal of their fine "French-fried" rabbit and about two bites was all they could manage.
In a survival situation I would have no trouble eating the snowshoe but I sure wouldn't go out of my way for a bite of one.
Also, as I recall, you can die from "rabbit starvation" if all you had to eat was rabbit in the wilds for an extended period of time. This is well known among trappers and Indians of the north. Evidently it is due to the lack of fat. Personally, I think it is due to the taste. It's a killer.
Now if anyone DOES have any foolproof snowshoe hare recipes (and I know some old-timey hunters that SWEAR they are good eatin'), maybe you will post them here. But personally, I will stick to the cottontail. They are excellent. I also raised rabbits as a kid and I prefer the taste of wild over raised and the taste of squirrel over both.
Bon appetit,
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Hoodoo
And so, to all outdoor folks, the knife is the most important item of equipment.
Ellsworth Jaeger - Wildwood Wisdom