The kind of ball I’m talking about are Rocky
Mountain Oysters, also known as Prairie Oysters, Cowboy Caviar, dusted nuts or just
plain ol’ calf fries. For most people
(let’s call ’em non-westerners perhaps?) the thought of eating calf testes does
not sit well, but neither, for some, does eating sweetbreads, liver, venison
or—banish the thought!—horsemeat as in France.
Cowboys out on the range were not quite so picky; they knew that every
edible part of the calf was not to be wasted as a food source. And what does one do with buckets upon
buckets of the by-product of castration?
For baby bulls to become meaty, hefty steers, manageable and likely to
bring in a good price, well, castration was a necessity. And we’re not going to
just throw away those meaty little…er…balls,
now are we?
But
these tasty testes are not just a food source. They’ve become a cause for
celebration, literally a Ball about balls.
Several festivals now take place throughout the west celebrating this
delicacy. Down in Nevada where round-up
might come earlier, due to the comparatively milder weather, than further north
in the Rockys, a festival is combined with a St. Patrick’s Day Parade in March
in Virginia City. Aspen, CO, leaves
their Rocky Mt. Oyster Festival and BBQ for September, while the most famous of
them all, the Testicle Festival or TestyFesty, in Clinton, MT, takes place
during August.
While
I’ve never personally attended any of the above, I understand that the
TestyFesty is something of a bikers’ bash. It includes a woman’s hot oil
wrestling competition, a wet T-shirt clash, a man’s ‘biggest balls’ contest
(in wet underwear—the mind truly boggles) and, most naturally, an eating
competition of this famous food. Since
I’ve seen on the local news in NY people choking down hot dogs in a competition
at Coney Island, I can only imagine what takes place in Clinton—a frat party on
steroids.
I haven’t attended any of the above but I have eaten Rocky Mt.
Oysters. The taste has been compared to
many things but my first impression was chicken nuggets. The ‘oyster’ name comes from their sliminess
prior to cooking, not their taste. The crop is gathered at branding time, when
vaccinating, ear marking and castrating are done. Then hand that bucket over to your chef. He or
she, like a fine surgeon, has to make an incision to separate the first
membrane or outer skin away, afterwards soaking the balls in water for an
hour. Some cooks use warm water, some
cold. At this stage, he or she will make
a second incision and remove the last membrane, popping the oyster into waiting
batter.
At
the Cottonwood Ranch in Wells, NV, where I had my first taste of Rocky Mt.
Oysters, Chef Amber’s recipe included 1 Cup of flour, 2 tsps of garlic powder, tsp.
salt, tsp. pepper, and tsp. of seasoning salt; she fries in peanut oil for 8
minutes and serves with ketchup and other condiments. I should think a nice combination of flour
and cornmeal might make for a crisper outside, and fresh garlic would be a
bonus along with spicy cocktail sauce, Sirracha, Tabasco or similar because,
basically, these balls are pretty dang bland.
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Wow, just wow! I'm glad you took the bullet for the rest of us and ate that oyster and are able to tell us what they taste like so we don't have to. I never knew all this partying around castration was going on. I also didn't know they did this to steers as part of ranching. I'm so naive! Well, I do enjoy food but I draw the line at eating offal. Thanks for the interesting post, Andi! As always it's been great working with you. I feel fortunate to be part of this set.
ReplyDeleteWell, Patti, sometimes a gal's gotta do what a gal's gotta do... I think we've had a great bunch of authors on this project and we've had fun, too. Thanks for stopping by.
ReplyDeleteOMG!!! Not only is this a very interesting topic, in and of itself, especially from a historical perspective, but the discussion of the "Balls," as in celebrations of cow testes does truly boogle the mind. Holy Moly!!! Makes me want to go to one of these shindigs, Andrea. Thanks for such a fun post!!! And an especial thanks to "Cowboy Kisses," for hosting you and spotlighting our boxed set, too.
ReplyDeleteHebby, I think we should arrange an author's retreat to the Clinton, MT Testy Festy. How 'bout that?
ReplyDeleteAndi,
ReplyDeleteThanks so much for trying them and sharing with those of us who've never sampled this delicacy!!
You're very welcome, Kristy. I have to say that although they were definitely in the chicken nuggets category, they're closer to those nuggets that have defrosted and gone a bit soft prior to eating...
ReplyDeleteInteresting. If I could get the idea of what they really are, I might work up the courage to try the oyster. Thanks for sharing this. I also appreciate you sharing the set of books. Planning to put them on my TBR list.
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