If you read our last post you know that I scarfed down a crispy tarantula on the streets of Siem Reap in Cambodia. And if you’re thinking that the thing tarantulas and dog have in common is that I ate them both …well…you’re right.
You see, the tarantula thing was a spur-of-the-moment-I-am-kicking-a-nice-little-buzz and “omg – look at that, tarantulas!” type situation. I ate that little bugger and felt pretty good about my decision. It didn’t taste good at all but I did it. I have always watched shows on Bravo or Food Network or something of these hosts eating some really strange things and wondered “what does that taste like..?” Now I know. I have no intention of eating more spiders. One – or really just the top half of one – is plenty.
But then I found myself on a food tour in Hanoi. I was asking our tour guide if the locals eat dog. She confirmed they did, quite often actually – and that you could buy it on the street no problem. That wasn’t the case in Cambodia. In fact our cab driver once offered to arrange a sit down where we could eat dog and cobra but it seemed very, very shady. We passed. But it intrigued me. Now, supposedly, I would have an opportunity to give it a shot in a much more open and welcoming environment.
Pet owners watch out…
I’m kidding. You don’t need to keep a close eye on ole Fido, but I did have some dog and …got to say, I did think that it was quite delicious. Really tough and fatty (thick…SUPER thick skin that I wasn’t a fan of). No one else in our group of 6 on the food tour had any interest in trying dog. (note: Lindsay did try a small piece, but wasn’t thrilled about it) Maybe they had one, I don’t know – but I was surprised – I thought for sure someone else would join me.
I think that I am done for a few days with the really adventurous stuff. (Spoiler alert: first day in the Philippines we asked our taxi driver to stop for some lunch. He asked we were OK with traditional Filipino food, we of course said sure. I had what the driver and the server simply called “chicken” – but I can tell you that I didn’t recognize one thing in this “chicken” dish. I am afraid I unwillingly ate everything that we in America clean out of chicken before we consume it. I suppose it was chicken. Either way – pizza, burgers, pasta and french fries for a while for this guy. And lettuce sandwiches, of course 😉