Muskrat love Bill Cork / March 8, 2007 Unusual Lenten customs. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading...
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I love it! My brother-in-law Jim, who now lives in my home town of Midland, MI, is from Algonac, MI, which is ‘downriver.’ He ate muskrat regularly. Now that he lives in Midland, which is much higher-brow, he doesn’t eat it any more and I never heard him say he misses it. I myself had never heard of this Lenten custom.
But don’t knock it if you haven’t tried it. It’s sort of like a small nutria, Bill!
A small nutria? That’s an oxymoron!
I know what muskrats are. I lived many years in the midwest.
Among the French of Quebec and l’Acadie, beavers were the water mammal considered appropriate Lenten fare.
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