Yeah Gert, I grew up about 75 miles East of you in Chippewa Falls WI. Unfortunately I was too young to wash the fish down with ice cold Leinenkugels beer but I am really hungry (and thirsty) now.

After the initial snip and gut the women folk usually did take them and clean them a little better. I can't say that there were no eggs and guts fried up with them but my mom in particular is pretty diligent when it comes to cleaning up fish and game (I always find bones and and the little knobby ends of the drumsticks in her chicken salad though, she doesn't seem to be as careful with that)