Cooking a mess of chitterlings to open our hunting season has been a family tradition, ever since I was a kid.....only my son and I really love 'em, while other family members just stand around and watch us chow down.
Chitts10-17-20.jpg
Cooking a mess of chitterlings to open our hunting season has been a family tradition, ever since I was a kid.....only my son and I really love 'em, while other family members just stand around and watch us chow down.
Chitts10-17-20.jpg
Southern Gentleman
I like chitlings too as long as I don't have to smell them while they're cooking. Boil em, dip em in batter and fry em and they're good stuff
Noop x 2!
Noop squared.
I had’em once made by a big ole black lady so I assume I ate “good ones”.
And they were far from good.
Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk
Tried ‘em once. Same as Arty, they were made by an old black woman, the wife of a fellow employee (older fellow) in Memphis. Again, like Arty, I assume they were “good” as she had been making them all her life. The mistake I made was being around while they were being cooked. I was turned off to them before I even tried them, but I tried ‘em anyway. As far as I could tell, they tasted like they smelled while cooking. That was in the late ‘60’s and I’ve never had a reason to try them again. I’m adventurous and would normally give something like this a second chance, but I’ve never really wanted to. 🤨👎
I’d try them fried. Not what I see in the pic though. Cool tradition though.
Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk
"When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro." Raoul Duke