Jul. 30th, 2007 03:45 pm
Long, wet, and full of blood
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You know, this day wouldn't have been bad in the least if I'd had the sense to get a decent night's sleep. But my staying up late exploring Southern German cuisine did pay off in the end: I have found a meat dish I will not eat! Yes, you heard me right: As of yet, I have no plans to nosh on Bavarian stuffed spleen.
Apparently, whatever the spleen does, it's a big depot for red blood cells, so in theory this would probably taste something like a blood sausage, which I love. But between the nauseating pictures in my Culinaria Germany from Könemann and my own associations with "spleen" as something toxic which needs to be vented, it's not an organ meat I'll be wrapping my tongue around anytime soon. Cow's udder is also probably something whose time is not yet come as far as my palate is concerned, but I could perhaps be talked into that.
We did spend a lot of time talking about food yesterday. I ran into Uncle Betty and Santo picnicking on the grass and catching up quickly turned into an exchange of culinary tips. Later, they joined me and
monshu on the deck for a drink and we picked up where we'd left off. Much dissing of Midwestern cuisine ensued (although there were a few licks taken at those asparagus-worshipping nuts-in-everything freaks on the West Coast).
From time to time, we were buzzed by a large, low-flying army plane. Any idea what that's all about? The Air and Water Show isn't for another three weeks, so we jokes about smiling and posing for our snapshots on Google Maps.
Apparently, whatever the spleen does, it's a big depot for red blood cells, so in theory this would probably taste something like a blood sausage, which I love. But between the nauseating pictures in my Culinaria Germany from Könemann and my own associations with "spleen" as something toxic which needs to be vented, it's not an organ meat I'll be wrapping my tongue around anytime soon. Cow's udder is also probably something whose time is not yet come as far as my palate is concerned, but I could perhaps be talked into that.
We did spend a lot of time talking about food yesterday. I ran into Uncle Betty and Santo picnicking on the grass and catching up quickly turned into an exchange of culinary tips. Later, they joined me and
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From time to time, we were buzzed by a large, low-flying army plane. Any idea what that's all about? The Air and Water Show isn't for another three weeks, so we jokes about smiling and posing for our snapshots on Google Maps.
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