An African-American friend from DC got into Soul Food back when Soul Food was new. Ron wanted to try possum (US opossum). Being legally blind (and an excellent cook) he talked my brother into shooting one for him and my mother into letting him cook it.

Ron gave the directions and the possum was prepared with onions, yams, and such. Roasted for a couple of hours, then served.

The smell was, to say the least, off-putting. The meal was extremely greasy. They finally deposited the whole thing in the trash and ordered pizza.