Welcome Peter - I assume you have a number of recipes to share with us also. I was born in Prestonsburg, Ky, and my birth father's family were all long term (and large) residents. Never ceased to amaze me what they could do with "critter" food ;-). Uncle Willard's farm was a high-light for me over several summers in my youth. Fresh unprocessed milk, country hams, fresh squirrel and rabbit done in a savory gravy, etc. I *loved* the biscuits* my grandma could whip up in minutes. My only issue with her is that she chocked the be-Jesus out of me and cried all over me every time I saw her. Good woman to the bone. Just tuff to deal with when a young person.
I hope you have a few recipes and stories to share being the spring chicken you are ;-)
If eating tasty stuff is a sin, I am certainly going south.