Yep. I went into the rice fields and beat the stalks(?) and ran the rats out in front where the people gathered them in burplap bags. I never witnessed how they killed them, but the whole village (just outside of Phuket) all sat down and had a Thanksgiving-like feast. When I saw the bamboo sticks over the hibachi’s in the village we always stopped and bought one or two. Some of my felloe soldiers would NOT eat rat. Some would not eat goat. Venison.
Always been willing to eat anything that didn’t eat me first, enough Tabasco makes any thing edible.