I got a stew made from goat meat one night at a restaurant my wife talked me into going to. I think it might have been Indian. The stew was the only thing on the menu that wasn't covered up with curry powder... The stew was great! I'd have sat there all night and eaten that stew.
Unfortunately, many times when goat is served but not enjoyed, it's poor quality, meaning wrong variety of goat. Most goat breeds are some derivative of a dairy breed, lean,lanky and meant to produce milk not meat. A fed out Boer wether is bigger than a market lamb,but built the same, wide and meaty with Simi fat distribution. Absolutely delicious meat,indistinguishable from good lamb.
When working in St Thomas, I ate “ram goat” many times. Usually in a stew with veggies, and topped with scotch bonnet (orange habaneros), sauce. It was pretty good.
I went on an elk hunting trip with a couple of guys who had pack goats. Really cool animals, follow you around like a dog if you let them. They raised them and trained them up for packing, and sold some to cover their costs. One guy was a veterinarian so that helped.
Anyway, on every trip they'd bring a few new ones to train them on packing. There was one young billy that would just not cooperate so they spent a lot of time chasing him down and such. All the goats had names to begin with, but halfway through the trip we gave that billy a new name.
"Cabrito."
I laughed.
The desert is a true treasure for him who seeks refuge from men and the evil of men. In it is contentment In it is death and all you seek (Quoted from "The Bleeding of the Stone" Ibrahim Al-Koni)
First ate goat meat in Mexico doing plant start ups. "Cabrito" as prepared in and around Torreon is DELICIOUS ! Have also had it in Indian curry dishes. No different than beef as far as I could tell. Have four 6-8 month old goats running around with the sheep. One of them could become cabrito when I get time.
The desert is a true treasure for him who seeks refuge from men and the evil of men. In it is contentment In it is death and all you seek (Quoted from "The Bleeding of the Stone" Ibrahim Al-Koni)
Love it barbequed or in a stew. Never had it any other way but I can't imagine it would not be good. We hang them upside down and cut their throat so they bleed out good. Improves the taste some. No mature billy goat and no old goats .
PS: Don't get the hair on the meat.
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I worked with a large Hispanic population for a long, long time. They are very generous with sharing their lunches. I have eaten many cabrito tacos. They are as good as anything, anywhere. Slow cooked whole over coals, then cubed and reheated in a light clear gravy, and wrapped in a fresh home made flour tortilla.......oh my!
Much, much better than lamb, none of the lanolin that all sheep stink of.
Old billy goats, on the other hand, and I have seen several butchered and cooked, smell and taste just like an old rutted buck with his neck swollen to the size of a basketball. Either one, you can smell cooking from a block down the street. It is not a pleasant smell. Only the most desperate would actually eat either.
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I worked with a large Hispanic population for a long, long time. They are very generous with sharing their lunches. I have eaten many cabrito tacos. They are as good as anything, anywhere. Slow cooked whole over coals, then cubed and reheated in a light clear gravy, and wrapped in a fresh home made flour tortilla.......oh my!
Much, much better than lamb, none of the lanolin that all sheep stink of.
Old billy goats, on the other hand, and I have seen several butchered and cooked, smell and taste just like an old rutted buck with his neck swollen to the size of a basketball. Either one, you can smell cooking from a block down the street. It is not a pleasant smell. Only the most desperate would actually eat either.
This.
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I went on an elk hunting trip with a couple of guys who had pack goats. Really cool animals, follow you around like a dog if you let them. They raised them and trained them up for packing, and sold some to cover their costs. One guy was a veterinarian so that helped.
Anyway, on every trip they'd bring a few new ones to train them on packing. There was one young billy that would just not cooperate so they spent a lot of time chasing him down and such. All the goats had names to begin with, but halfway through the trip we gave that billy a new name.
"Cabrito."
The rest of the string was on their best behavior after that I presume?
