Thanks for the memories...
When we were kids one of the local farmers had a huge barn with a loft with the big windows on each end, the barn would fill up with pidgeons so we somehow managed to close the windows with the birds inside and walked in with our C02 powered pellet pistols and basicly took all we wanted and let the rest out.
As young kids who had not yet been dove hunting we really didn't know how to undress them but surprisengly we learned how to get to the breast and clean them up, a few charcoal briquetts and some salt and pepper and we were all set.
I believe the count was 13 pidgeons between three boys, so we scarfed down 8 or 9 pieces each like it was filet minon, I remember standing around the BBQ grill, filthy as heck, pokeing and flipping our kill feeling like we really did something. I guess the bottom line though, was that none of us ever got sick...Not sure about the taste as to whether we ate it all because it was good or because we killed it and grilled it ourselves, but I'd eat pidgeon again with no worries...I'm sure I'd maritate it for a few hours first this time though.