Mmmm, nilgai
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Nilgai ??
Never heard of it wow
It’s an antelope species from India. Mild flavor and very tender.
Lots of exotic game ranches in Texas, and it’s one of the animals that has been able to proliferate after escaping.
I have a buddy who saw an escaped giraffe walk by his deer stand one year. He had full rights to shoot it but let it go and put out a notice for its ranch to come get it. Rumor has it, it was an escapee from Shell Oil’s corporate ranch. Imagine seeing that on a deer hunt.
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And someday, when the Good Lord takes those high fences down, it’s going to look like the Serengeti here!
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I’m going to come right out and say it: steak and eggs are overrated. RIBS and eggs are king. Had the day off work, so broke out my Ninja Woodfire XL smoker and cooked up 4 piedmontese bone-in chuck short ribs. Grabbed the biggest one (which, seriously, look at how goddamn enormous that thing is) and a sidekick and paired it alongside 4 pastured eggs with grassfed ghee.
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Agreed! I had it once at one of the Paleo events I attended when I lived in Austin. It was SO delicious!
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That creature of the Texas Serengeti looks both hideous and delicious. I want to try it.
It reminded me of the menu at the restaurant my parents both worked at when they first met in the late 60’s. Frenchy’s in Milwaukee, WI. Mom waited tables in a skimpy French maid outfit and dad was the maitre d’ of the bar area. Formal dress required.
It was a carnivore’s dream and reportedly affiliated with organized crime, which explains how a guy with my dad’s resume got a job at such an upscale place. Mom was gorgeous and smart, so of course she got the job.
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I find it bizarre that the southern raccoon was more expensive than the stone crab! 
I must admit I have never had a hankering to eat trash Panda or murder Kitty.
I mean in a survival situation No Holds Barred but I just don’t think I would eat a raccoon unless I was starving.
Well they had to send Vinnie and Rocko down to Mississippi to rough up the raccoon farmer a few times. That’s a cost that gets passed along to the diners.
Mom waited on a LOT of big name celebrities there. Athletes loved the place.
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I have . . . so many questions.
Thanks for sharing, that’s really interesting.
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Yes, my parents met working at an upscale Hooters that served lion to gangsters and pro athletes.
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Just for fun… I have been trying to decide what I would order off this menu.
What are you having?
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There’s very little I wouldn’t like to try, but I’d probably try the lion.
My parents learned a lot of good cooking working there. Dad would occasionally make escargot, bananas flambe, baked Alaska, steak au poivre, all kinds of sauces. He also liked hot dogs and brats.
I’m glad to have a wonderful French restaurant back in Lewiston. I bounced for the owner at the upscale bar downstairs, too. Really more of a doorman and polite greeter, as I never had to actually bounce anyone there.
I sort of followed in dad’s footsteps with my part-time work, but without the need to be acquitted on serious assault charges while keeping my mouth shut.
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I can’t decide between the Australian Hare and the Norwegian Reindeer Steak. With those prices I may just have both! Lol
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One of the most expensive meals I’ve had in Maine included rabbit. Fore Street in Portland. It was quite good, but I’d take a prime-grade ribeye or strip loin I cook myself over that if we’re just talking enjoyment levels.
I’ve never had reindeer but I would really like to try it. I was very surprised at how much I enjoyed moose and elk. Both are simply delicious to me, no need to qualify it with a “for wild game”.
Black bear is probably the last thing I would want to try on their menu. I did not enjoy it at all but I may have cooked it all wrong too.
Also, lest anyone get the wrong idea about my father from what I write here, he was a wonderful parent for my entire life. He left his dishonest life behind when he fell in love with my mother, eventually leaving Milwaukee and moving to Indiana to start our family. He had a great career in the construction industry and helped build a lot of critical infrastructure in NW Indiana and Chicago.
I had no idea he was involved in anything shady until 8 years after he passed away. After my mother also passed, I learned from his best friend that in addition to being a bouncer at The Stone Toad (which I knew about), he was also a driver, debt collector and bodyguard for this guy.
That’s how dad got the job at Frenchy’s.
Here’s an idea of what my mom used to parade around in. The 1960’s were wild.
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I’ve had bear stew and it was horrid.
Stringy and greasy with an unpleasant gamey taste
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It sounds like I must have cooked mine perfectly, because that’s a really good description of what it was like.
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I have eaten wild rabbit (cotton tails) but I am intrigued by the sautéing it with chicken livers in wine sauce. Hmmm…
I agree. I’m with @anna on this one. What I tried was a greasy, stringy mess.
I think It’s awesome your dad loved your mom so much he gave up his life of crime to make her happy. That’s a pretty great love story right there.
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