PittGirl whets your lunchtime appetite.

With my feelings towards the aggressive pigeon population here in the Burgh being pretty well known by now, I tend to get lots of pigeon emails.

One in particular from blogger Jo Janoski caught my eye with the title “Pigeon Pie”. Her email said:

I thought you might like this recipe for pigeon pie. ;)

The little winking emoticon made me believe I was going to click the link and be taken to a website that had a parody recipe for pigeon pie, because really, who the hell eats actual pigeons?! Other than maybe idiot contestants on Fear Factor and wild turkeys roaming downtown Pittsburgh, that is.

Lo and behold, Burghers. They eat pigeons in the UK and the link was for the BBC website.

Pigeon pie!

Are you gagging yet? No? Let me help you out with that.

Click on the little “Show me MORE pigeon recipes” and you get these:

Pan-fried pigeon with cabbage puree

Thyme cabbage parcels with griddled pigeon

Warm salad of wood pigeon, lardons, potatoes and walnut oil dressing

Braised Iranian style pigeon with rhubarb

Roast wood pigeon, perfume of ceps, white truffle oil

I know some Londoners read this site and I love you, but I’d like to tell you that you British are nuts! Thanks for not bringing those recipes over on the boats with you.

Once in Mexico, I ate cold octopus with the suction cups still on the tentacles. I’d eat that again before I ever eat pan-fried pigeon with cabbage puree.

And thanks Jo!


  1. Mark Denovich
    April 28, 2006 1:27 pm

    Eating a pigeon (actually they are Rock Doves… oh, wait, the American Ornithologists’ Union finally changed the name Rock Pigeon ) isn’t so bad (surprise: tastes like chicken.)

    The problem is that it is a lot of work (removing feathers) for little reward (not much meat on a pigeon.)

  2. pittgirl
    April 28, 2006 1:40 pm

    These damn pigeons in the Burgh are MASSIVE. Must be all fatty tissue and no muscle.

  3. beth in london
    April 28, 2006 6:43 pm

    Yeah, so I survived an attempted pigeon attack while walking down King’s Road in London this afternoon. This little kid chased a pigeon into my path and the beady-eyed devil nicked my head with his scary claws. He literally pulled a strand of my hair out from my ponytail. After I freaked pretty impressively with the Brits standing around nervously watching my American display of emotion, my first thought was this: ‘I need to share this with someone who would appreciate it- piitgirl!’

  4. pittgirl
    April 28, 2006 8:52 pm

    And appreciate it, I do!

  5. blue
    April 30, 2006 11:39 pm

    Reminds me of Clooney when offered the charred gopher on a stick in O’Brother, Where Art Thou:
    “No thank you, Delmar. One third of a gopher would only arouse my appetite without bedding it down.”