chittlins!!!mountain oysters!!!
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Raw rabbit eyeballs.
After the third day of going hungry at SERE school, (Survival, Evasion, Resistance and Escape), those eyeballs were…well they were still gross.
There’s a gelato place here that will try anything once. As in, if you drop a suggestion in their box, if they haven’t tried it yet, they will make up a batch. If it’s less revolting that it seemed, it may even become part of the regular lineup. I had Marmite and Vegemite gelato, which were odd. Wasabi gelato actually worked pretty well. But the all time weirdest was walnut and blue-cheese gelato. That was just plain wrong.
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Another 2 cents worth. Some of the things above just sound to bizarre to contemplate, as in, I couldn’t even THINK of that let alone EAT IT!
** jjimm ** wrote:
I mean, come on, who in the world would ever dream up something like *Yak Butter TEA? * Oh, it gets weirder, we even have *RANCID * yak butter tea. And that’s just the aperitivo, for the main coarse we gots (are you sitting down) fertilised chicken eggs boiled in fish-head soup, Mmmmm!
Now the cigarette thing I have done, but that was just because I was not paying attention. So tell me ** jjimm ** Of the three things above which was the worst?
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I managed to drink 3 cups of the tea (it’s the butter that’s rancid, btw. The tea is fine!), and I nearly barfed when I drank the cigarette butts, but the memory of those fertilized eggs made me gag involuntarily every time I recalled the taste for the next three or four weeks.
An odd but addictive taste is Wasabi Peas (dried english peas coated in wasabi)
Hot - sweet - salty and strange.
I thought it would be fun to try ‘grass jelly drink’ from an asian foods store. I was thirsty, I thougt it would be herbal… I was right. It tasted like a thin, unpleasant, very strong herbal infusion. That was OK. It was that it had little…chunks…of unflavored gelatin floating in it. It was horrid. Even when I figured out what they were (the ‘jelly’, I guess) I couldn’t bring myself to finish the drink.
Some sort of herbal concoction that an extremely lean, Rastafarian marathon runner gave me in the steam room at the gym. I noticed him drinking this green stuff like it was going out of style and I asked him what it was. I don’t recall the name, but distinctly remember that it tasted just like fresh cut grass smells. The smell of fresh cut grass is great, and I’ve even enjoyed the taste of a sprig of grass in my teeth, but a whole mouthful was more than I could handle.
After I got finished gagging (didn’t puke, but it was close), he smiled this REALLY snaggle toothed smile and I asked him what had happened to his teeth. He told me, “Too much pussy.” I burst out laughing and he said, “No, really. I lost my teeth from eating too much pussy. A guy caught me with my face between his wife’s thighs and beat my face in pretty bad.” He was quite the character.
Snatched from the yaws of victory?
I ate an acorn once just to see what the deer were up to. Apparently, not much.
I love the salty, cured, preserved, dried plums. Yum. In my mother’s culture, you’re supposed to eat one if you have a sore throat.
The oddest thing: freshly cut squid, still squirming and pulsating. The odd part was trying to chew it in the mouth without having the suction cups stick to the inner cheek or tongue or the roof of your mouth. It was also a bitch to try to pry it from a chopstick if a tentacle decided to wrap itself around it and suck and wiggle. Good with hot sauce. Odd texture.
Tastes like chicken?
Nope… it tasted like reptile… turtle to be exact.
Frogs legs taste like… frogs legs.
Escargot taste like slugs except they’re served in garlic butter… don’t ask me how I know this.