I have eaten rat, snake, chickens eyes, ducks feet and fish heads (not all at same time) but I have never even thought of four pies on a stick.
I chickened out of a deep fried Marsbar.
Richard
My mum's favourite was crisp sandwiches, and when she was younger, condensed milk on bread.
I have eaten rat, snake, chickens eyes, ducks feet and fish heads (not all at same time) but I have never even thought of four pies on a stick.
I chickened out of a deep fried Marsbar.
Richard
I meant eating the pie's, I don't throw stones. As big as a bus, there has to be a cut off point.Eating pie butties ? or being as big as a bus ??? lol
I meant eating the pie's, I don't throw stones. As big as a bus, there has to be a cut off point.
And there was me imaging you as a slender little thing, don't spoil the illusion.AH PORK pies - that's different - i could eat those anyday !!!!!! (probably that was why i ended up big as a bus !!!!)
And there was me imaging you as a slender little thing, don't spoil the illusion.
I have eaten rat, snake, chickens eyes, ducks feet and fish heads (not all at same time) but I have never even thought of four pies on a stick.
I chickened out of a deep fried Marsbar.
Richard
pigs trotters are tasty but glutinous and not easy to eat in a civilised manner ......
Brains are gorgeous..... the texture of scambled eggs, sweet, and delicate, and packed with protein.... but since CJD (?) we are not allowed to sell/eat it any more
Woohoo another brainy one! Ditto on the PT's. You're the first person (apart from my mother and I) that I've ever heard of eating brains. You don't happen to come from a Slavonic background do you?
I' am half English and half Irish and ate them in lancashire as a child - but i also ate them in Saudi Arabia in the 1970's - i taught the local arab sandwich bar entrepreneurs to say "muck buttie" (muck being the arabic work for brains).
Ditto on the fish heads ... one of our staples when I was a kid was fish head soup ... I loved the eyeball, when cooked they turn into a small white ball and are as tough as nails, taste kinda chalky, but I always fished (no pun intended) them out of the pot before anyone else could get to them, many, many years later, one of my sisters had boiled up some fish for the cats and I fished out the eyeballs, much to the horror of her kids ... from that day hence I was known on the CB as Fisheye.
My ultimate favourite food is fried brains, something that is impossible to buy these days, but if I get the odd roadkill sheep or deer I will still do it, simply fried with a shake of salt and pepper is the best way IMHO and they also make a superb sandwich spread.
I've eaten squirrel, but it was disgusting (or very badly cooked.) Goat is nice if the fat is trimmed off before cooking.
I'm ¼ irish (father) ½ Scottish (father & mother) and ¼ Lithuanian (mother's parents) extremely adventurous when it comes to food but will never eat tripe again ... didn't mind the taste but hated the texture with a vengeance for some reason.
Escargo and frogs legs I have also eaten, I get them from a chinese supermarket in Dundee.
Fish eyes - one of the most powerful pieces of writing i will always remember is an episode in Alexander Solzhenitsyn's "One day in the life of Ivan Denisovitch" . It is autobiographical, based on his incarceration in a prison camp in Siberia simply because he was a writer. On this one day he was given a bowl of fish "stew" - normally its just flavoured water with maybe a centimeter of onion occassionally. On this day it contains a fish eye. His repulsion at eating this, yet his knowledge that it contains a lot of protein, his desperation to feed his body, his fear of eating this monstrosity is written in such a vivid and graphic way, i wanted to throw up as i read it......