The night before My left, a bunch of us went to the crocodile restaurant. They have a big crocodile pen, where you can choose the crocodile that looks the tastiest, and they'll kill it in front of you to whet your appetite.
In addition to barbeque crocodile, we had a course of whole fried birds. They were about the size of a chick, and they were crispy fried. I just couldn't bring myself to eat them, but i watched incredulously as the other folks snatched the little birdies with their chopsticks, dipped them in birdie sauce and chewed off their heads- as casually as if they were eating french fries. mmm- bird head...
At one point, the server set a hot pot on the table and then a plastic bag of what turned out to be live eels. He had a bit of trouble sliding them into the hot pot, because if you didn't know, eels don't like being dropped into boiling water. A couple flopped out onto the table and had to be re-inserted. But soon after we had a yumptious course of whole, boiled alive eel soup.
By the way, I tried duck fetus and it was good. A lot like pig brain.
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Eel soup - the other white meat.
Thats a meal for the recordbooks, way to go.
BTW, saw the mention of bun bo hue a few posts back - we have a BBH restuant in pdx. very 'authentic' (ie. high food poisoning potential) it was my first taste of congealed pigs blood as a soup addition. mmm. pigs blood.
what would bun bo be without a nice juicy cube of pig's blood? ...just wet noodles.
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