I defer to the party with the wider experience of life and fowl.
No longer.
My youngest, Sarah Carter (yep, we like those double names), is now sixteen. Her boyfriend returned last Friday from a ten-day school mission trip to China, where he worked in an orphanage for mentally and physically disabled children.
While there, he ate monkey, snake, scorpion, dog . . . and the list goes on.
I'm quite jealous.
I've had snake, but it's so difficult to find a good restaurant with monkey and scorpion on the menu.
As for dog . . . well . . . I eat at a lot of Asian restaurants, so the jury's out.