"Have you ever eaten it?"

Almost, raw and by accident. One moose nearly ran into me while I was out with the sled dog team and one was rampaging through the neighborhood, trapped my neighbors on their front porch, squeezed down the property line between my house and the side fence. I though the silhouette was a horse and stepped outside to see who was riding a horse down that side. Man, it smelled so bad, I don't think I could stand to prepare that dish. I bet it's like lutefisk, and not chicken.