I should think fava beans and a nice chianti. 
Late October in the middle of the Bering Sea.
Give me a break:) The fresh garden turnips I carried from Homer grown by a great Alaskan farmer about a 12 pounder and perfect, crisp, delisious and not woody at all. So sweet they were amazing, and excited my native Alaskan captain to no end. And the Seal Oil was from another seal species from near The Kuskoquim River Delta a true rarity in those parts. The Beer was from the Time Bandit.
All in the name of tradition.
We did have some great meals though.
I am often accused of being subtle.
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I forgot to mention. I had the whale in Fukuoka. Not sure that it matters, though while dining out there night after night, my hosts made sure to let me know how superior their local fish selections were over those found in other parts of the Japanese islands.
No way of knowing if they were being accurate, as I’d only been to Fukuoka. And Chiba City, but I never ate sushi while there.
Yeah, Polar Bear milk is best for this.
ETA: And to make this sound GQ (Why is this here, btw?), the answer to the OP is “Yes”. My cite is all other posts so far.
Give me a break. This country isn’t going to change its habits because someone throws a pissyfit when his or her host orders something on the menu. I sit down to dinner with my right-wing brother-in-law, as he bitterly clings to his guns and religion, either of which has done more damage to humanity than whaling. But that’s my opinion.
And I’ve had some in the past, but wasn’t impressed.
Whaling doesn’t damage humanity, it damages whales.
You won’t be saying that when the space probe arrives!
Whales don’t damage people;
Space probes damage people.
Man I love this place.
I had sperm whale when we had beef shortages 30 years ago. Well prepared and seasoned we (my siblings and I) imagined it wasn’t beef but thought it might be lamb. Kida oily and a bit fishy, but my mum was a great cook, she could give you guinea-pig testivles and make it look and taste like pork.
I’ve had flippper pie and tinned seal a few times back in Newfoundland. I’m not a big fan, it’s pretty oily in every incarnation that I’ve had.
The best part is the trucks on the side of the road with the hand painted signs saying:
FLIPPER & CARCASS
Back in the sixties when my husband was growing up, whale was cheap. Since he has a lot of siblings, he ate a lot of whale. He does not remember the taste with fondness. Matter of fact he said once that it reminded him of cod liver oil, and he didn’t understand why people would pay for it now - it is seriously expensive, and you can get a damn good steak for less money.
A friend who is a fan of whale steak said that he remembered that from his childhood, too, but whale tasted different now, less marine-y and more flavorful.
I asked if they were maybe feeding the whale on a different diet now 
(Yeah, okay, but this joke went over well in a room full of drunken Norwegians.)
Seriously, I think it’s improved techniques to keep the meat fresh on board ship, not to mention the fact that the whales are caught a lot closer to home now so the meat is fresher. Still, at that price, it has never tempted either of us (we’d rather have the damn good steak), so I still haven’t tried it.
Seal meat, according to several of my Norskie friends, is what the Icelanders used to eat when they were starving. They consider it just about fit for human consumption. This group includes several lutefisk fans, so draw your own conclusions.
Auto Mechanic: I see you blew a seal.
Eskimo: No, it’s just mayonnaise.