In the begining

I bought some rabbits with a friend yesterday. We drove for a while and paid a dollar a pound for 6 californian rabbits. Imagine the look on my face when the cardboard cat carrier full of rabbits lost its bottom! Luckily they just sat on the ground while we scooped them up and put the box together again.
Ffter we pulled two very warm boxes from the back seat of my car, they slept in a rabbit cage in my yard, and were like 6 pound popcorn kernals when i checked on them this morning, probably terrified that i was a raccoon. We have lots of wild raccoons in this neighborhood.
So, in half an hour we will have a test run with one bunny. If all goes well then we won't worry about the Alameda House Bunny Bash that we are throwing this Saturday. That will involve the other five bunnies, and some friends. The test run will happen at my house because my yard is obscured from most of my neighbors, while my cohort lives on a canal, easily viewed, by many many curious, gossipy, filthy rich people.
You may be wondering how we plan on dispatching these bunnies. If you aren't, skip this paragraph. Long Handled Garden Shears. AKA Loppers. Perfect bunny murder pun. The man who sold us the animals showed us his and assured us its the safest way. Snapping the neck sometimes goes awry. A hammer sometimes hits your own hand instead of the bunny. And a knife is just plain scary.
Onto the cooking. Tonight, we expect to marinate in olive oil, sage and a wee bit of garlic. Maybe onions if my garlic is less than perfect. I haven't checked. I'm not the most avid recipe follower. This will become apparent as this blog progresses.

As for the bunnies, you'll find out how we do and how they taste. Maybe tonight, probably tomorrow.