1/6/2008
luckiest day of my life.
driving through montana, low on gas, 'hey lets pull over here.' we get gas and someone sees an old piece of junk with a sign for home of testie fest, or something like that. so we drive a second away to this little diner gift shop bar shack. very country, very woodsman vibe, lots of local looking folk just sitting around, what else you gonna do in west montana?
so i'm excited to eat balls! and we go in the diner part, only one other guy was willing to try them so i order a small basket of them. they come out quick enough and are served sliced, battered and fried with a side of cocktail sauce. we go outside and sit on the stage, where they have the festival, and put our lips around some deep fried balls. and they're pretty good! mostly taste like fried, but have a meatie taste that was pleasant. the cocktail sauce was a good match too.
Posted by Eli G. about the Rock Creek Lodge in Clinton, Montana
photo by Courier Post Online
driving through montana, low on gas, 'hey lets pull over here.' we get gas and someone sees an old piece of junk with a sign for home of testie fest, or something like that. so we drive a second away to this little diner gift shop bar shack. very country, very woodsman vibe, lots of local looking folk just sitting around, what else you gonna do in west montana?
so i'm excited to eat balls! and we go in the diner part, only one other guy was willing to try them so i order a small basket of them. they come out quick enough and are served sliced, battered and fried with a side of cocktail sauce. we go outside and sit on the stage, where they have the festival, and put our lips around some deep fried balls. and they're pretty good! mostly taste like fried, but have a meatie taste that was pleasant. the cocktail sauce was a good match too.
Posted by Eli G. about the Rock Creek Lodge in Clinton, Montana
photo by Courier Post Online
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