Playing with Pigeons
Dec 7th, 2009 | By Hank | Category: Wild Game | Comments | 12 Comments |
Pigeons. Dirty, annoying animals, yes? Not really. Don’t get me wrong, I am not likely to go chasing city piegons with an air rifle anytime soon — let alone poison the pigeons in the park, a la Tom Lehrer.
But there is nothing inherently wrong with eating Columbia livia, the rock dove. Yet even staunch hunters avoid them, which is a prime example of the sort of food prejudice the late UC Davis Professor Calvin Schwabe wrote about in his classic book, Unmentionable Cuisine. Why would a hunter who chases mourning doves and even Patagioenas fasciata, the band-tailed pigeon, turn his nose up at a rock dove? Madness.
This is especially galling when you consider that Americans used to be the pigeon-eatingest people in the world. Passenger pigeon, anyone? In 1860, a dozen passenger pigeons cost $1.25 ($29.61 in today’s dollars), according to an article I have from the May 19, 1860 edition of the New York Times. But now this bird is extinct — mostly because we cut down almost all of the Old Forest that once stretched from the Atlantic to the Great Plains, but wanton market hunting finished them off.
Although the passenger pigeons are gone, thousands of rock pigeons live wild in our rural areas, gorging themselves on seeds and waste grain and conveniently living in barns. Getting fat. And yummy.
I’ve hunted “Barnies,” as we call the rural versions of the common city pigeon, several times before. It’s always a good shoot. Once you find the birds, they are tough to bring down — pigeons are NOT doves and require hard-hitting shot — but they pluck easily (just dry pluck them) and look lovely ready for the roasting pan.
I am out of them now in my freezer, but that’s because I recently experimented with some Italian and Middle Eastern recipes for pigeons. I have several other pigeon and dove recipes here. The Old World isn’t nearly as squeamish about eating rock doves as we are now. The English love their wood pigeon, the French their squab (a domestic pigeon not allowed to fly very far), and both the Italians and Spanish eat their share.
In fact, pigeons appear in two of the most elaborate and prestigious dishes in Mediterranean cuisine: The “bomba” of rice and pigeon from Emilia-Romagna in Italy, and bisteeya, which has been called the quintessential dish of Moroccan cooking.
And it is the Muslim world, from Morocco to Persia, where pigeon comes into its own. Lots of Egyptians raise pigeons on top of their roof, and pigeon in this part of the world has historically been a meat of royalty, or at least wealth. Bisteeya is made with chicken amongst the poor, according to my two best sources on the subject, Clifford Wright’s A Mediterranean Feast, which any serious student of Mediterranean cooking needs to own, and Claudia Roden’s The New Book of Middle Eastern Food
. I hear Paula Wolfert’s Couscous and Other Good Food from Morocco
is excellent as well.
I did not make bisteeya for this post. Too taxing to make during hunting season, when I am out chasing ducks and pheasants (and pigeons) for much of my weekends. Better to make it once most of the hunting seasons are over; although hunters take note — there is no closed season on rock pigeons, so you can go after them anytime.
Instead I made another common dish in the Middle Eastern world: Stuffed roast pigeon. Morocco has its version, with raisins and pine nuts (sound familiar, Sicilians out there?) but I made the Turkish version, with fried onions and walnuts. Both are made with bulgur, a cracked wheat you most commonly see in tabbouleh.
It’s just like a miniature roast turkey; pigeon even tastes a bit like the thigh meat in a turkey.You make the stuffing, cook it, stuff some in the pigeon, and serve the rest as a bed for the bird to rest on. The stuffing in this case is a lot like tabbouleh, with mint and roasted red peppers, walnuts, and other yummy things. The bird is dusted with ground cardamom, cinnamon and allspice before serving, and is roasted to about 145-150 degrees — still a little pink.
If you are not a hunter, you can buy squab, a young domestic pigeon, online from the Squab Producers of California, which raises the best squab this side of France. At about $12 each, however, they aren’t cheap. You might find squab in Asian or Middle Eastern markets cheaper. Hunters, go out and shoot your own.
If you are using wild pigeons, I highly recommend you head to a butcher shop and order caul fat, which is a lacy fatty membrane from the inside of a pig. Wrap your pigeons in this and they will not dry out so much. Caul fat is a godsend for wild game cooks. If you can’t find caul fat, use knobs of butter and be sure to baste the pigeon during cooking.
(You can find the full Turkish roast pigeon recipe here.)
Why bother with this at all? Why not stick with chicken? Because squab, dove and pigeon offer something the other birds do not: Dense, rich, almost “beefy” meat without much fat. Even domestic squabs aren’t all that fat. The closest flavorwise you will get to pigeon is the thigh of a turkey or the breast meat of a duck. You could use duck in a pigeon recipe, but you need to watch the fat because even wild ducks can be too fatty.
Pigeon is also a cheap, plentiful source of good eats if you are a hunter. There’s no season or bag limit on them, they pluck easier than any bird other than their cousins the doves and are so filling even one will serve a diner for an entree.
Besides, isn’t the sight of a roast pigeon just beautiful?

MORE ON PIGEONS
- Garrett McCord’s discussion on Pigeon Eating, in Vanilla Garlic
- A Pigeon Pasta Pie, from FX Cuisine
- Our First Roast Pigeon
- English Roast Pigeon, from Nose to Tail at Home




Caviar may be a bit over my head and palate, but this is gorgeous. Can’t get enough fowl recipes from the HAGC. Keep them coming.
It sure is prettier than any Butterball turkey or Perdue chicken!
Every time I visit your site here Hank I gain a few pounds.
The Shrooms are aplenty over at Priest Valley anytime you and Holly want to go over there.
There are so very many wild swine at the Jolon site that all edible’s are scooped up as soon as they are available.
I find it so funny the food prejudices people have. It’s no wonder, considering Americans rename animals they eat… pigeon (squab), deer (venison) pig (pork), cow (beef)
I had some wonderful Bisteeya in Morocco, and made it once here, but with chicken instead of pigeon. This dish here looks wonderful!
I love squab. In fact, I’d choose it over partridge or goose any day.
I’ve never had a chance to eat the pigeon species you describe but I’d gladly pull a chair up to a table serving them if I was invited!
I ruined a pigeon once. However, I’ve also eaten pigeon cooked like carnitas that were extraordinarily good. Pichon, it was cooked in a giant copper bowl over a half-barrel, filled with oil and salt, and cooked with everything else in there, too – chicken and pork.
Nice post!
I do “pigeon patrol” for a dairy farm. Pigeons are blamed for losses of $250K annually on this one farm. Why? They eat the cow food. That by itself oughta make them tasty!
Annually I and a few select buddies kill over 1000. The workers take all that I and my friends don’t want. They make chili and other Mexicandelicacies.
My favorite home recipes are stroganoff and shredded pigeon tacos.
FWIW there are days in late summer when it’s “hot barrel” shooting ’til we run out of shells. Who needs Argentina?!?!
Have you ever worked with bandtail pigeons?
Mike S: Not yet. My friends Josh and Kevin and I plan to hit them hard next year — our season is precious short, just a week.
You have a treat in store, Hank. Both shooting and eating.
Recommend a recipe for Hungarian (grey) partridge?
Mike S: Yep, go to the Upland Game Bird section of the Wild Game recipes page and look up the ruffed grouse recipe. It’ll work just fine. Otherwise go with the recipe for pheasant escabeche — perfect with partridges.
My goodness, that picture is making me crave another squab-fest. I seriously regret passing up on all of the squab-related dishes I’ve had the chance to order through the years. At least I know now!