When I was a kid mom would parboil them to get the meat off the bone, dredge the pieces in flour and fry in butterLiving in a hardwood forest, we are overrun with squirrels. Our home is a log cabin and they are sytematically eating it. I hear them at the crack of dawn gnawing on the porch posts and railings trying to wear down their teeth. We have some nice iron skillets and I may have to look in my LL Bean cookbook for squirrel recipes.

I like them in pot-pies also.