I killed something with my house

“A partridge just flew into my patio door. The sound was as loud as a shotgun and scared the hell out of me almost as bad as that bear a couple of weeks ago.

Guess what's for dinner?”

“Whoa, that was lucky. Well, for you anyway.”

“Was a pear tree involved, too?

Any turtle doves nearby?”

“Only english people eat partridge. If you eat that, you might lose your sense of humor and get a hankering for the queen.”

“Not iffin he has some chips wivvit!”

“We have a gay bar in our county, the "Tongue N' Groove; sure hope I'm not hankering for one of those Queens.

BTW, the bird is already plucked, washed and in the fridge for tomorrows repast.
last edited: 9/13/07 3:33:43 PM”

“Nimblefoot eats house kill!”

“Gay carpenters?”

“I had that happen with a ruffed grouse and the side of my car once. Grouse are darned tasty barbecued on a grill. They're all white meat too. Incredibly tasty.”

“Partridge is ruffed grouse, right?

Was that a Lumberzac, I mean lumberjack bar?”

“He's a Lumberzac and he's okay.”

“was it danny bonaduce??!!...he must be hitting the sauce again”

““Partridge is ruffed grouse, right?

Was that a Lumberzac, I mean lumberjack bar?”
MarkO
9:56:44 PM
9/13/07

I think the partridge / ruffed grouse might only be a Northeast thing.

As for the other comment, watch it MarkO or the next time in the Santanonis I might take you up them the hard way.”

“It was really weird. I was sitting in a chair talking on the phone with my mother, all of a sudden "blam". I ducked down and said into the phone, "WTF was that?" I turned my head in the direction of the sound only to see a bunch of larger-than-tweetie-bird-feathers drifting to the ground. The partridge had richoted 7-10 feet back from the glass and was doing its last writhing about on the lawn. Later I spoke with a friend who's lived 50 mile further north for all of his life. He told me a partridge once flew into his house through an open window. Strange stuff.”

“watch out, nimblefoot, you don't want to get addicted. next time we hear from you you'll be wearing ruby slippers and bragging about the Wicked Witch you bagged with your house.
last edited: 9/14/07 5:08:05 AM”

“Ruffed grouse and partridge are the same critter.”

“I gots the slippers...we wears 'em at the "Tongue n' Groove".”

“I once bagged a Wicked Witch..........most tasty.

OK Zac, we gotta get Le Gremlin back up there one of these days.”

“Eating "House Kill." huh!

Good morning.”

“good discussion of Ruffed Grouse:
http://www.hww.ca/hww2.asp?id=62

"The Ruffed Grouse is frequently called the “partridge.” This leads to confusion with the Gray, or Hungarian, Partridge, which was introduced to Canada from Europe. The Ruffed Grouse is only distantly related to the Gray Partridge, which is a bird of open areas, not woodlands."
last edited: 9/14/07 5:17:25 AM”

“It was really weird. I was sitting in a chair talking on the phone with my mother, all of a sudden "blam". I ducked down and said into the phone, "WTF was that?"

you said WTF while on the phone with your mom??!!...i'm 30 but i still think i'd get a good scolding from my mom if i said that”

“I'm 62, my mom's 85. I may have learned the word from her.”

“Need any recipes?”

“Sure, Sass, fire away.”

“I wonder if sass has better aim than your house?”

“Nice catch on that wicked witch ref, BTW.

I suddenly have a hankering for a cup of Maxwell House....”

“Grouse in Wine sauce

2 grouse, cleaned and quartered
1/2 C flour
1 tsp. Salt
1 tsp pepper
1/3C oil
1 small chopped onion
1 large clove garlic, chopped
1 tsp marjoram
1 tsp basil
1 tsp thyme
1 tbsp parsley, chopped
1 C white wine
1/4C lemon juice

Clean grouse thoroughly. Pat dry.
Brown onion and garlic until translucent. Put flour, salt and pepper into dish or plastic bag and coat grouse pieces well. Put floured meat and herbs into the skillet and brown meat on all sides. Pour wine and lemon juice into skillet, over meat.
Cover, reduce heat and simmer slowly for 1 hour or until meat is well cooked. Turn meat once while simmering. Add more wine as needed. Serve with wild rice. Serves 2-4

I add dried cherries too. Tasty.
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“Your windows are obviously too clean...
leave 'em dirty, I say.
"It's for the protection of wildlife!!!"
:)”

“I've been in this house 10 months and the windows never been washed; Cobwebs so thick that the bird should have been netted before hitting glass”

“No check from Windex in the mail?

                rats.

”

“Me thinks the bird was aiming for the spider on that cobweb. :o)

I had a sparrow that hit my patio window once....it was chasing another sparrow....I picked up the poor groggy thing and let it clear it's head and put it on a tree branch...it flew away a few seconds later.

Maybe if I had five of them....I would've made a meal out of them.”

“Yep, ruffed grouse/partridge are the same bird around here. In the fall the younger grouse are finally on their own and are terrified of everything. They recklessly blast off at the slightest disturbance and smash into cars, houses, trees, powerlines, etc.

If you cut the head off as close to the breast as possible, you can stand on the wings and pull on its legs which will quickly field dress it---you'll end up with the body of the grouse nearly cleaned. Snip off the wings and after thoroughly cleaning it, coat it in some type of baking mix (I like to use a powdered onion ring mix) and bake it. Very easy to overcook because it's all white so keep an eye on it.”

“YIKES< noncon!

I wanted to make the Wicked Witch reference, but was far too late. *pout*

“Only english people eat partridge. If you eat that, you might lose your sense of humor and get a hankering for the queen.”
Creek Dancer
3:29:17 PM
9/13/07

BUT... what if he gets a queening to hanker?”

“well, I just finished reading Wicked, so witches of the wicked set were fresh on my mind.”

“I had a sharp shinned hawk hit our window while hunting a mourning dove. He got the dove but was knocked silly for a minute so he sat on our deck railing, three feet away through the window, squeezing the life out of the dove, and staggering around a bit before flying off to the arbor to pluck and eat. It was incredible.”

“Its almost rabbit butchering time....do you think you could gert your hosue to do the dirty deed for me?”

“Only if you can train them to fly at my window.”

“It was delicious. I didn't have the ingredients for Sass' recipe, so I improvised. I breaded it with pancake flour (?), celery salt, marjoram and a couple of other things getting old in my spice rack. Sauteed it lightly with a combination of butter and olive oil. Next I sprinkled some rosemary on top and simmered it for 25 minutes in the teriyaki sauce it had been basting in since yesterday. Salt and pepper to taste. Both tender and moist. Very good.

I'm going to put big windows on every wall of my house to see if I can kill some more.”

“crooked house --- crooked grouse   (after impact, that is).


Almost time for.... Bunny Pancakes.

er...... Crêpes de Lapin.”

“not only that its almost time for Bunny Boiler to make her seasonal appearance

have you all been good ??? I hope so or else the Bunny Boiler will get you.”

“mmmmmm bunnies.......they were so little itty bitty and cute in the spring....now, they will grace my dining table.....”

“Gonna go Ozzie on 'em?”

“OKAY --- am I the only one who hears that freakin' Wicked Witch Music everytime I see this thread??

(paybacks are Heck,  Mr. Foot)”