Utah Bob #35998 Posted November 27, 2019 Share Posted November 27, 2019 When my family lived in Nebraska back in the 60’s there were a number of hog farms around and my step dad and a couple of friends of his would cut (castrate) pigs on the weekend. Well they’d bring me along and I’d be the catcher and they would be the cutters. We’d end up with a couple of five gallon buckets of oysters at the end of the day. Dad and his buddies would skin them and then freeze them and about four times a year the oysters would get thawed out, sliced up, breaded and deep fried and a whole bunch of work mates and acquaintances would show up at our place for a testicle spectacle. I thought mountain oysters were the absolute best thing ever. I’d make sandwiches out of the leftovers and take them to school and trade kids my sandwiches for their brownies or cookies or whatever. I wouldn’t tell them what they really were until after they were consumed. I still order mountain oysters every chance I get. I though it was only calf nuts, not pigs. Ya learn something new every day. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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