My grandmother used to fry up chicken, rabbit and squirrel for Sunday dinner, there were lots of us to feed, no one knew for a while. My mother freaked out and refused to eat anything but the mashed potatoes, and then my grandmother put garlic in those, and well, not good.
I have somewhat of an aversion to rabbit/squirrel only based on the fact that my mom flipped out about it and it kinda stuck in my head. But if I recall, grandma wouldn't tell us what it was until after. Sometimes, it would be mixed up fried on the plate, then it caused us to look at every piece of meat like it was something odd. LOL.
Oh well, so now,I have my grandmother's nest boxes, and wish she were here to show me how to butcher the chickens. But instead, I have BYC and a friendly egg producer in my area that will show me, so it's good. Bet my granny never saw me turning into the quasi home steader.
I can't help but think rabbits would be good, but they are so furry and cute. I thought about it as we walked by all of those meat rabbits at the fair last week. Just don't know if I could do it.