My grandmother raised up ten kids through the last part of the Depression by herself, after my grandfather was killed. Trust me when I say she had a recipe for everything. If it walked, crawled, swam or flew, she had a pan it would fit in. Growing up, I learned real quick, if it hit the ground it went in the skillet. It made me a MUCH better person knowing that simply shooting stuff for the sake of shooting it was out of the question. Still to this day, unless there is a REAL issue with some poor critter, I generally go my way, and let them go theirs. She was only around until I was about 9 or so, but the things she believed in, still to this day are etched into my being.
Yes in those few years I was around her, I had quite a bit of questionable tablefare from her kitchen, but in her house you ate what was put in front of you and liked it or you went hungry. She believed that God put everything here for a reason, and she made do with what he gave her and her family to get by on. Didn't seem to put much hampering on them, they all grew up into pretty health folks.
Like has been mentioned, if your hungry you will eat, no matter what it is. Some might be good, some not so good, but most things will fill the void and provide nourishment when nothing else is available. Have I personally eaten a yote, nope not yet, but there are a few things I have, that I would rather not revisit. Some from her kitchen, and some form my own. There are things that just don't stay put after they are swallowed. Personally I would most likely head straight for a platter of grilled yote, over one stalk of boiled okra any day.