Okay, you win on the food front - ewww, and for bonus points, dangerous. My list has beets and horseradish - I just assume the insects are a given, along with ewww, again brains.
3. Autobiography.
*snerk*
5. Interesting monuments list. I saw St Paul's when I was 15 and enough of a history buff to spend two hours checking out the tombstones...I've declared a lifetime cathedral-visiting amnesty, but I'll end up making an exception when we go to Italy this year. No new ones though.
Loved the bit about I.M. Pei. Clearly, they've saving a buttload of cash on their medical care...
Insects aren't a given for me, but I eat the shells of shrimp, if they're cooked right. I also like things like lobster tomale and vegemite, as well as Cheetos and bananas (at the same time), so my tastes are probably suspect. The sugar and brains choices have health reasons. Sugar hurts unless I time it right, and I'm not interested in contracting prion diseases. Eating small intestine with the digesting food intact isn't that dangerous, and it's a concentrated nutritional hit to just squeeze out the food, but you wouldn't want to do it with large intestine. And what's wrong with beets? Have you only had them pickled? They're very good roasted whole in the skins. And good god, how do you make a decent bloody mary without horseradish? Or eat sushi without wasabi?
My partner was in Europe in his early twenties, and ran into a couple of college girls on a summer tour. He says they developed an ironic twitch of saying, "Nice church, click click."
I always forget that shrimp, etc, are basically bugs. I ate sorts of odd sea creatures in the Veneto - pretty much anything is edible if it's either fried or marinated in garlic & olive oil.
And what's wrong with beets
Trust me, I've tried roasting the pretty little orange ones, grilling them and drowning them in vinaigrette - no go. They still taste like beets.
And good god, how do you make a decent bloody mary without horseradish
Other Best Friend makes them. I can't abide the things.
"Nice church, click click."
Saint Peter's, San Giovanni in Laterano and Santa Maria Maggiore in one day was perhaps a tad ambitious. Stendahl's syndrome kicked in, and I'll make my excuses for some of the church-going on this trip. I've done midnight mass at San Marco - my cathedral cred is good.
Not entirely sure how I ended up here... probably something to do with SGA I would imagine... burning time while I wait for my son to arrive from the west coast... with storm related delays at DFW... that's the why... or where, anyway...
But it was the food thing that caught my eye... considering southerners eat some pretty suspect stuff... I'm not sure I've ever heard of Intestine with digesting food still in the lumen. is that some bastardized mash up with haggis and sausage? ::shudders::
Do not read if eating or of timid stomachfilenotchAugust 30 2007, 01:54:06 UTC
Comes from a story told by a friend of mine when he was in the Peace Corps in Ghana. Actually, I think you're just supposed to squeeze out the food from the small intestine of a freshly slaughtered goat straight into your mouth.
Re: Do not read if eating or of timid stomachsobelleAugust 30 2007, 02:22:37 UTC
As fate would have it, I was eating... (and I seem doomed to ignoring directions) fortunately it was spanakopita, which in no way resembles a goat's digestive track.
Whoa, talk about not wasting any part of the critter, I guess that's about as serious as one can be...
I had friends in the PC in Lesotho in the 60's and they told me culinary tales that I have *conveniently* forgotten :)
I was working my way through college... and took a short lived (3 weeks) job in a turkey processing plant (right before thanksgiving) add to that a sweet dose of windowpane at a friend's house who was BBQ'ing... and was a fan of the Kansas City style steak... pink and cool in the middle... I could *see* the beat of the non existent heart... thus, I was rendered (pun not intended) a vegetarian for about 10 years afterwards... but bacon beckoned and I answered... :-p
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3. Autobiography.
*snerk*
5. Interesting monuments list. I saw St Paul's when I was 15 and enough of a history buff to spend two hours checking out the tombstones...I've declared a lifetime cathedral-visiting amnesty, but I'll end up making an exception when we go to Italy this year. No new ones though.
Loved the bit about I.M. Pei. Clearly, they've saving a buttload of cash on their medical care...
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My partner was in Europe in his early twenties, and ran into a couple of college girls on a summer tour. He says they developed an ironic twitch of saying, "Nice church, click click."
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And what's wrong with beets
Trust me, I've tried roasting the pretty little orange ones, grilling them and drowning them in vinaigrette - no go. They still taste like beets.
And good god, how do you make a decent bloody mary without horseradish
Other Best Friend makes them. I can't abide the things.
"Nice church, click click."
Saint Peter's, San Giovanni in Laterano and Santa Maria Maggiore in one day was perhaps a tad ambitious. Stendahl's syndrome kicked in, and I'll make my excuses for some of the church-going on this trip. I've done midnight mass at San Marco - my cathedral cred is good.
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But it was the food thing that caught my eye... considering southerners eat some pretty suspect stuff... I'm not sure I've ever heard of Intestine with digesting food still in the lumen. is that some bastardized mash up with haggis and sausage? ::shudders::
Just wondering.
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Comes from a story told by a friend of mine when he was in the Peace Corps in Ghana. Actually, I think you're just supposed to squeeze out the food from the small intestine of a freshly slaughtered goat straight into your mouth.
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Whoa, talk about not wasting any part of the critter, I guess that's about as serious as one can be...
I had friends in the PC in Lesotho in the 60's and they told me culinary tales that I have *conveniently* forgotten :)
I was working my way through college... and took a short lived (3 weeks) job in a turkey processing plant (right before thanksgiving) add to that a sweet dose of windowpane at a friend's house who was BBQ'ing... and was a fan of the Kansas City style steak... pink and cool in the middle... I could *see* the beat of the non existent heart... thus, I was rendered (pun not intended) a vegetarian for about 10 years afterwards... but bacon beckoned and I answered... :-p
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