I believe it was in the 1960's when my mother arrived home from school one typical afternoon. As they sat down for dinner, my mom asked what they were eating. It was delicious and she didn't recognize it. It was their pet rabbit. Ok, ok, ok, don't cook your pet rabbit. That actually didn't go over so well.
I was reminded of this story today when I read an online article with Easter Bunny Recipes. There are some strange people in this world. Apparently I'm one of them for sharing.