That sounds very believable! That story just needs another edition “picking out your own switch”. Richard Pryor has a good skit on that. I probably ate them but don’t remember, thankfully. I do remember eating pickled pigs feet and chicken feet cooked in chicken pastry (like dumplings but flat flour dough. It’s called chicken dumplings or pastry depending on the region.) I always heard my great grandma and her sisters would fight over a hogs head. I actually saw pigs feet in a grocery store a few months ago. I’d have to mighty damned hungry to eat any of that stuff today. I understand people eating those foods. Most people in USA haven’t experienced true poverty and hunger. My grandparents were children during the depression. Times were so different than anything we can imagine.