Posted on 08/31/2009 11:52:31 AM PDT by big black dog
One rule of thumb I generally observe while traveling abroad: Always know what something is before putting it in your mouth. Recently, I broke that rule--and ended up regretting it.
I ate whale meat.
I didn't mean to. It just sort of happened during an otherwise routine company enkai--office party--at a hole-in-the-wall izakaya called Andy's Shin Hinomoto under the Yurakucho railroad tracks in central Tokyo. I ordered a beer and sat down next to my co-workers, just as the waitress was bringing out plates of food: generous cuts of sashimi, deep-fried chicken nuggets, a sautéed mushroom salad and--what the heck was that? On a plate next to some lettuce leaves and a wedge of tomato were thin-cut strips of stringy red meat.
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In fact, I simply tell them that the Steve Irwin can only conduct their staged outrage and faux activism against other civilized, modern parties. Ghandi would not have lasted 5 minutes against the Soviets.
I admit, I root for the Japanese too, although I think their "harvest for scientific study" is highly bogus.
I have this fantasy about "Whale Wars" where a Japanese warship shows up on the horizon just as the crew of the Steve Irwin are in the middle of doing something incredibly stupid and dangerous--like, oh, say rammming another ship at sea?
The Japanese declare them pirates (which, it appears to me, that they are--albeit incompetent, muddle-headed pirates) and sink their sorry lib asses with a few well-placed 76 mm rounds after they refuse to surrender and be boarded.
Then I feel guilty about that for a while, so I have another beer.
"Nuke the Gay Whales for Jesus!"
Sperm whale oil made the best automatic transmission fluid additive ever. It took a long time to overcome the loss of that when it was taken away by the govt.
I’d rather eat horse than slugs.
No way to trick anybody in anyway to eat lutefisk. There is no hiding it, disguising it or making it look (or smell) like anything other than lutefisk. Eating lutefisk would make this whiny excuse of a man start crying for his Ma Ma. A rite of passage for those of Norse heritage.
And then he blubbers about it in front of everybody.
Finally!
Oh, NOOOOOOOO - the horror!
You awful, terrible, evil, Liberal, you!
So did I, and it was pretty good; but I like mooseburgers better, especially with a tangy barbecue sauce.
Thanks, I am aware of the differences. Just thought the song fit anyway.
Yes it does!
at a hole-in-the-wall izakaya called Andy's Shin Hinomoto under the Yurakucho railroad tracks in central Tokyo.
And now we know where to go to get a good meal!
Well, he did call it stringy... I guess to let his good lefty friends know that his spidey senses went off and he knew instinctively that something was wrong.
Seriously, this guy needs to get over himself, and now I have a mad craving for sushi.
Yes, he does need. And me, too, mmmmmm, sushi...
See, that's just it - stupid or dangerous or not, they feel valiant for merely trying to save another species, one species to another on this planet we share, and if they die in the process, well, all the more noble. Someone once told me, now we know how they feel (the whales)... Yeah...
I’ll see your whale and raise you a meal of nutria in a cajun-spiced roux gravy over a bed of saffron rice. Yummy beyond belief.
I ate some alligator once. It was on the menu in a restaurant in Atlanta call Aunt Pittypats’ Porch.
What gets me is the fact that the Shepherds took the Steve Irwin into the regions with all that ice, knowing full well their hull was not rated for it. Yet, the Shepherds also have the ship the RV Farley Mowat, which IS rated for ice-breaking situations, yet they use the ship with the weaker hull...
Oh, and watching the “activists” deal with the harsh realities of life at sea on Whale Wars is a real hoot. And I can’t believe how malnourished the first mate is. No meat in your diet will do that to you. It’s a wonder these vegans have enough strength to complete their various duties on the ship.
Slug tacos -- big hit a couple of employers back.
YUM, sushi and sashimi.
Thanks Gunner. There’s a place at 1960 and Champions Forest, in the center that has the super Randalls, and the Barnes and Noble that does great sushi and sashimi.
It’s called Teipei. If you get a chance, check it out. Quiet, decent priced and I’ve never had a problem with quality from them.
:-)
Twelve chickens died for me.
I ate slugs just once, mainly because of a lot of beer and they were a ‘presento’ from the proprietor. They were in a little bowl, looked just like the guys that crawl across the driveway back home.
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