In her book “Girl Hunter,” Georgia Pellegrini recounts how she killed her first turkey. The Wellesley graduate was working for a chef in New York, when he pointed to a flock of turkeys and told her to go slaughter five for the night’s dinner. “There was indeed that proverbial window through which I momentarily peered and contemplated life as a vegetarian,” she confessed. “But there was blood in the meadow that morning.”
Pellegrini came to grips with her inner butcher and thinks we all should, believing that hunting is an essential part of being human. This is a tough sell in a nation that is beginning to offer drive-through service at grocery stores — thank you, Roche Bros. — in case it’s too much trouble to go inside and pick up our fragrant rotisserie birds. Also, we have no time to hunt because we’re too busy taking turkeys to the veterinarian.