I've had eel, which I'm not too fond of, but I must confess I've never actually had lamprey.
I think the weirdest things I've had are lamb's brain (as a kid in Greece), snake, alligator, and canned quail's eggs. Brain was as grey in its taste as it is in its looks, snake and alligator were rather on the fishy side of chicken, and the quail's eggs were filthy awful. I blame the canning process. They can't possibly be that bad fresh.
Our family had a can of haggis which went from stocking to stocking to stocking every Christmas for some 15 years, but in spite of beeing a family of foodies, no one ever got up the gumption to open it and try it. My uncle had had it fresh in Scotland, and his highly negative reviews are part of the reason we all chickened out.
Ah. That explains it then. And here I had been under the impression that it arose from living in a beautiful but cold and rocky land that necessitated that the poor use every part of the sheep including the bleat. Silly me.
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[Ten Hut!
I said come to attention! Didn't they teach you anything in Basic?
Well?! Care to tell me what you're doin' with that sharp stick?!
Yeah? You think you're tough?!
Teal'c find out what she's doin' here, and why the sharp stick!
{silent minutes pass, followed by a voluble confession}
Thanks, T-man! {aside} Works every time.
At ease. Toast 'em if you got 'em! But don't ever try to sneak up on me like that again, understood?]
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I think the weirdest things I've had are lamb's brain (as a kid in Greece), snake, alligator, and canned quail's eggs. Brain was as grey in its taste as it is in its looks, snake and alligator were rather on the fishy side of chicken, and the quail's eggs were filthy awful. I blame the canning process. They can't possibly be that bad fresh.
Our family had a can of haggis which went from stocking to stocking to stocking every Christmas for some 15 years, but in spite of beeing a family of foodies, no one ever got up the gumption to open it and try it. My uncle had had it fresh in Scotland, and his highly negative reviews are part of the reason we all chickened out.
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Waiter, can I get a bowl of bleat soup without so much baa in it?
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