Recently I had the good fortune to eat a healthy portion of kangaroo steak. Yes, Kangaroo. The gigantic Australian rat thing which bounces around on clown feet. 

And by golly it was surprisingly delicious. It was so rich and meaty that I am baffled as to why we eat cow after discovering this pacific island continent. I mean, really. Kangaroo meat is high in iron, very high in lean protein, low in fat, and really really delicious. It’s like eating a punch in the face made by an entire herd of cows it’s so meaty. 

It can also reliably be eaten raw, and *cough* I tried this. It was gruesome. Don’t do it. I felt like I’d been taken back fify thousand years into a cave on the side of an antelope plain. I felt like tearing into it and smearing blood on my lapel. It was a manly, muscle-ripping, fang-growing experience. My lovely wife took some photos of me and I have hurridly deleted them. 

So back to the Kangaroo steak. Here have a look:

Kangaroo steak. And potatoes.

It could’ve been a little less cooked, I like my meat rather raw, but it was tender, and juicy. I will truly never forget this experience.

And, I will be looking to cooking my own kangaroo steaks in the future, although they’re a bit pricy. They cook just like ordinary steaks, I hear. I didn’t get to speak with the chef this time but the waiter seemed to think they’re like a miraculous cow steak – and I agree.