Last spring, when LARM was on the truck with me, we stopped at The Big Texan and my hopes had been to try rattlesnake for the first time. I was foiled, as it was out of season. Today, Shawn and I chanced through Amarillo on our return trip to the east, so we stopped there for lunch this afternoon. There's nothing especially great about rattlesnake. It's tough and mostly cartilage with very little meat. It's not bad, but not good enough to warrant the effort and cost, in my opinion.
The Big Texan has something else on their menu that I had never tried either. I hadn't intended to try it today, but Shawn got a sampler appetizer that had them included. So not only did I get to have rattlesnake, I also had mountain oysters.
That's right, mountain oysters. Now for the rest of my life, if I'm ever asked if I've had balls in mouth, I guess I can't say no.
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Oh, like you could before.
Of course I was going to next ask what they were like, but I see Erin beat me to it.
Yummy.
Supposedly, the ones that restaurants serve aren't as good, because they're frozen. I'm told the fresh ones have more flavor. :)
You've put loads of weird stuff in your mouth, OBVS.
Hell son, you couldn't say that when asked about MY balls...
We have 250 head of calves and usually half of them are bulls, so if you want we can save them for you, instead of feeding them to the dog.
It's not because I particularly enjoyed eating them, but because it was so novel. As I was chewing on the balls, I was thinking "Wow, I'm eating balls!"
Edited at 2007-12-19 08:18 am (UTC)
At least you didn't drink deer urine on a bet. A kid I went to high school with drank an entire glass of deer urine for $20. That's western PA for ya...