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I'm a pretty boring eater. But in my teenage years I would indulge in wood grubs I'd dig up and cook in the fire until the skin split. Called them mountain french fries. In the summers I would ride the slopes of the mountains for days on end with just my Border Collie and horse to keep me company. She'd sometimes run down rabbits for me to. Rabbit and squirrel is quite common in the VA mountains and have hunting seasons and all.
While stationed at Ft Polk in the early 80's the boss was a cajun. We'd catch armadillo's for him and he'd bring them back to us in the barracks cooked. Usually in a gravy with dumplings. In fact we had "meat" and dumplings quite often from him and most of the time I had no clue what the meat was. I've had horse in Germany and supposedly most of the burgers in the Netherlands were horse meat too. Tasted fine to me whatever it was. |
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Puffer fish in Okinawa on the sea wall, after I caught it. Cut up by Charlie the Chinese Taylor and grilled up on the hibachi. Very numb face …Semper Fi, still have that custom suit!
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There was a place here in town that specialized in alligator meat. I had a burger once, it was not unusual at all. Not sure how a place in central PA gets started doing that, I think possibly the '60s explain everything. That place is gone now, there was a bitter battle over it when they went under. I think the landlord kicked them out and was going to keep the name. Or some such. But in any event, no more alligator meat for us.
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Boiled and spiced crayfish brains, with 'fixins', as we used to say in the Louisiana swamp... Good spread on crusty pan fried bread.
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Mopane, at a restaurant in Botswana.
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A hot dog with catsup. Really weird.
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A hot dog with catsup. Really weird.
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Candy corn. balut's are worse though.
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Even that pales in comparison to casu martzu (pecorino with live maggots, often able to write and jump).
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We need a barf emoji.
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It doesn’t have the gross-out factor of some of your choices but Lerps are one of the more unusual things I’ve eaten. They are a sugary excretion created by psyllids (a small insect). You have probably seen them if you live in a part of the world with eucalyptus trees. They’re a little crunchy, and a little sweet. Kind of like puffed rice. Good on fruit or ice cream.
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Drink: Self-made Arrak in the remote north of Bhutan. The fermentation process, i hear, is started by the wife of the village elder spitting in the pot. It filled all expectations, aroma-wise.
Food: A Haggis in Edinborough. Delicious!
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