Farmgirl offered me a bowl of what appeared to be chicken nuggets.
"Would you like to try a little appetizer we made? We call them scrappy nibbles."
I took one. "Mmmm, deep fried," I thought. I like deep fried. "What''s in them?"
Oh, okay. I like meat. I popped it in my mouth. Hmm. A little chewy, but not bad. I went back to my beer and didn't think any more of it...until I wanted another snack. I went to the table and found that there were a few scrappy nibbles left. Mmm. Deep fried meat. I had been shooting all day, was tired and hungry, and they seemed the perfect thing. I picked one up and turned to go back to my seat. Farmgirl was there, smiling again. I put the crispy nugget in my mouth and began to chew. Farmgirl then says, "Do you know what those are?"
I noticed everyone in the room was staring and grinning at us.
"Uh...meat?" I said, hopefully.
"Yes, it's meat," Farmgirl said, pausing dramatically. I was still chewing but starting to second guess swallowing. "Breda. Those are testicles."
".........." I didn't believe it. To me, a Yankee, eating testicles is mythology. People don't do that.
Everyone was laughing.
"Okay, wait." I still had the thing in my mouth, half chewed. "Seriously, wait. Really?"
"Breda, you already ate one! And liked it!"
And then I remembered where I was...Colorado. Near the Rocky Mountains. Rocky mountain oysters. Oh, dear Lord...
(stay tuned for part 2)