Was it tender? More like liver? I think it’s the texture (or the way I imagine it anyway) that I can’t get past!
Right up there with my Dad’s all-time favorite food: brain sandwiches. *hurk*
Over a decade removed, the experience is hazy these days. It didn’t make me automatically think “tongue.” I’d recently spent a year where sushi was common fare and dried seaweed (yech!) was vended as snack food. My friends were eating the same thing (obviously something sneaky and humorous about the meal) so I waited for the reveal after eating hearty.
But brain sandwiches? Like getting mad cow disease if the animal had it? Oy. *hork* right along with you!
There are plenty stories of poor country folk with a preference for squirrel brains, but I wonder how many of the little suckers it takes to make a meal...