oct_97 said:
Smokey, are they like twice baked potatoes?
Gawd I wish!
While in deep redneck land back in the late 80's I was livin' in the backwoods panhandle area of Northern Florida... they weren't and still aren't far off from depression era way of life and living... and honestly think they all like it that way still today!.... it was kinda cool to experience, but a damn rough way of life.
Anyhow, I was at a home one day around lunch time. Around there if you leave someones house anywhere near mealtime.... they take it as an insult. This particular home seemed to be the lunch gathering spot. By the time food was being passed around there must have been 20-25 people there at an average afternoon lunch. One old lady would specifically drop by and help this old man cook for the gathered bunch daily. People just seemed to come out of nowheres near lunchtime.
I tried many a different food from that table... gator, rattlesnake, gofer turtle, mud turtle, squirrel etc... things I had never experienced before then... not too proud of it, but I'm probably one of the few people who have eaten a BALD EAGLE. One day stuff was being passed around and I was handed a dish , I took what looked like any other piece of meat battered and pan fried so I took some...who cares, just food right, how bad could it be...whatever it is, it had to be better then the rattlesnake last time ( which is pretty gross itself ) so I start to eat. The old timer kinda across from me is giving me these odd glances from time to time... now I got these glances before...the last time was when I had grabbed some possum and yet to taste it... it seemed like fun to them to see the "YANKEE" eat new stuff.
So I finally grabbed the fried whatever and took a good bite of it....... the second...I mean SECOND I got it in my mouth I knew something was wrong...chew, pause, chew, gag, pause, chew, try not to gag...nope this ain't workin'... spit it into a napkin.
I hear..." Whatsa matta Yank, ya don't be likin' ya grub?"... after downing my glass of sweet tea... I ask what the hell I had just eaten, or tried to eat. I then hear the squeeky rattly voice of the old lady that comes there just to cook say..." It's TWICE SQUIRREL yougin', ya'll don't have ta eat it iffun yas don't wants to"...good thing because a 300lb. wrestler couldn't have gotten more into me.
I know......., a long story, do I have your interest yet?..because they sure had mine. Hear is the explanation I received from that sweet tiny little old southern woman.
Twice squirrel is a common tree squirrel caught, skun and gutted then hung on the far end of front porch along a clothes line for a good week in the hot Florida sun... hung there so the meet could PURPOSELY spoil... yes she said SPOIL...not age... then it's taken and chopped up and pan fried. Them toothless rednecks eat the shizit outof it...but it just wasn't for me.....I guess you can aquire a tatse for anything if that's all ya got.
Sorry if that grossed anyone out, but I'm happy to share my lovely experience with it...LOL