I don't have a hunter for a husband, but I grew up in a hunting family.
I have never tried it, but I do have a book ("On Cooking" by Labensky and Hause - a textbook for the Culinary Institute of America) with a little bit of information about quail:
The quail (Fr. caille) is a migratory game bird related to the pheasant. The more popular European and Californian species are farm-raised and available all year. Quail are rather small, with only 1-2 ounces (30-60 grams) of breast meat each. Quail may be grilled (especially on skewers), roasted, broiled or sauteed and are often boned and served whole with a stuffing of forcemeat or rice. Because they are so lean, roasted quail benefit from barding.
The same book has a recipe for Grilled Quail with Potato Galette, Artichoke Wedges and Balsamic Raspberries served at the Stanford Court Hotel in San Francisco, CA. It is a rather long recipe in its entirety, but I would be glad to scan the pages and e-mail it to you if you send me your address. The picture looks absolutely scrumptious.
Wild game like elk and deer is much leaner than the meats at the grocery store and whether or not it tastes "gamey" depends on how quickly the animal dies after it is shot, which depends a lot on the accuracy of the shooter. If the animal runs after it is shot, there will be a buiildup of lactic acid in the muscles and that will affect the flavor. Most likely, you won't be eating any of it within hours because the meat needs to age. This is done by hanging it up in a cool place for a couple of days. You can take it to a game processing shop for this step and the actua butchering, but in my family, we usually got some other hunting friends to come over and help us do it ourselves - but then again, I grew up in Alaska and it was a lot colder in our garage during hunting season than it is here.
The pastor of the church I grew up in in Alaska teaches hunters safety/education classes and, besides hunting there, he also hunts Javalina in Arizona. His wife is a vegetarian, but supports him in his hunting.
The best ribs I ever ate were off of a moose.