We tried eating a couple barn pigeons we shot when we were kids. They tasted about like a dove but were tough as bull whip leather.
In the old days down in PA all the pigeons from the shoots were eaten I'm sure. Poor country folks weren't going to waste that much free meat. I've heard mention of them being boiled and then made into pigeon pie or stew more than once.
DLH
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I was as virtuously given as a gentleman need to be; virtuous enough; swore little; diced not above seven times a week; went to a bawdy-house once in a quarter--of an hour; paid money that I borrowed, three of four times; lived well and in good compass: and now I live out of all order, out of all compass. Falstaff - Henry IV
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