[Alia]

From birth on forward, I've been eating nori (dried seaweed). So, enter the US and my Canadian relatives come down for a visit. My family takes them to the very best Chinese Restaurant in San Francisco. And there's some nori. My very proper English relatives blanche at the sight of it. The eldest daughter whispers to me that she'd read where the stuff is dried on the beaches and kids with runny noses run all over the nori.

My dad gives my brothers and I the steel-eyes.

He asks the maitre d' to remove the nori from the table.

Turns out, they'd seen some photo in National Geographic, and the caption had led them astray.

Who'd a figured?

[enraged]

I’ve always said, there is a reason they eat weird stuff in different countries, they have to or they will starve! Me?, not so much. I eat what I like!

a 10 y/o in some 3rd world crap hole would rather eat bugs wrapped in leaves?, or a nice chunk of chicken breast with corn on the cob?

[kitchen]

One of my waiters was a college student from New York. Every time we made Philadelphia Pepper Pot Soup he ate 2 or 3 bowls. One day he was raving about how good it was and I asked him if he knew that it was made with tripe.

"What's that? Tastes like chicken," he said.

"Cow's stomach," I replied. He immediately started puking. Fortunately, it was in the kitchen and I was quick enough to get out of the way.