We ate our duck for dinner last night. And everyone loved it. My kids (3,4, and 9) had no problems eating it. Before, they would be upset unless it was a mean bird they weren't sad to see go, lol. After talking about happy birds vs sad cramped unloved ones they have decided that they would rather eat our happy yummy ones, and I have been given "permission" to do the rest of our extra birds. Pretty proud of my girls. And having my families support makes it a lot easier for me.