My hubby, son's and now grandsons are all hunters...one grandson got his first doe at 14....his father fixes the best venison you could ever taste...
In real bad times, if they come, I don't worry about them finding something to shoot and eat...
I hear you, sounds like my family. When we were first married we so so poor but we ate pheasant "under glass" often. A very nice pheasant and a big glass bowl covering it, still laugh over that.