I've officially 'Gone Country'. Farmer's dad showed up from work with a sealed shut box. Not that big of a deal right? Until the box starts hissing at you and you realize there is a rattlesnake inside it!
Let's reference our 'Girls Guide to the Wilderness' here and learn a little about rattlesnakes...
Nevermind! That thing looks scary let's skip to the safety section!!
- venomous
- leading cause of snakebite injuries
- cause of 82% fatalities (if untreated)
- rarely bite unless provoked or threatened
- must seek medical care immediately
Well, Farmer has him in a plastic bucket with no air and no view of the outside. I'm guessing this snake feels threatened and provoked. To be the loving fiance I am I agree to looking at the snake, but only after I am safely behind our glass door separating him and the snake to the outdoors and me indoors.
The poor snake died the next day. A famous old wives tale out here says:
Kill the snake, bury the head and hang the body. Rain will come soon.
West Texas is DRY so I agree to this slaughter but I did not agree to what happened next!
We cooked the snake. I marinated it in oil, vinegar, wine and spice for two days (we went out of town) and then fried it in a pan. Mentally I couldn't bring myself to enjoy the snake meat. But I did taste it. It was quite chewy and sticky. Farmer liked it, he said it tasted like chicken. And Farmers Grandmother knows all the wise tale stories about eating snake so she gobbled it all up.
Farmer did skin the snake so we have a 3 foot snake skin I have no clue what to do with and a 8 rattle tail. Next time he brings home a box it better be chocolate!
Grits!
Labels: animal, cooking, fear, Food, snake, wise tale
