I remember 30 years ago cooking mallard breasts on the grill for myself and the 2 boys (wife was gone.) Told them we were having steak for supper ... happy boys. Brought the duck in and cut it up on the counter and put their plates in front of them and they went right after it. When we were done I told them that it was duck that we had eaten. Never again was I to cut up their food on the counter and bring it to them. NEVER, NEVER, NEVER!!! Mom had put the stink on duck for them even when they ate it and liked it. Go figure.
When wife and I were first dating I shot some ducks and took them over to her house for her Mom to cook for us for dinner. Just mallard breasts again. Her younger sister started in on a duck breast and her comment was "Not much white meat is there." Not much white meat on a migrating bird!