In the darkness the trees are full of starlight (henwy) wrote,
In the darkness the trees are full of starlight

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I was watching that show on the travel channel where Andrew Zimmerman runs around eating bizare foods around the world. There's an element of fear factor to the whole production as he munches his way through just about everything. In the last couple episodes I've seen he's scarfed down a huge number of testicles, frozen herring and lard, and some really disturbing looking butter that was scraped off of a giant mound of the stuff in some African-looking food market. In general, when watching the show, I'm not all that disturbed by what I see. I mean, I wouldn't want to eat a lot of this shit myself, but I'm sure a lot of people around the world wouldn't want to eat what I normally cram into my pie hole on a daily basis. Food preference is usually a huge source of ethnocentrism. We likes what we likes, while the savages elsewhere consume the really disturbing items.

On the episode about eating in China, he ended up visiting the forbidden palace where they serve a really authentic banquet based on dishes from hundreds/thousands of years ago. My mom and grandmother will be heading to china for a vacation within the year and I thought it would have been spiffy to get them a reservation for the thing. After all, it's not like they get a chance to make this sort of trip very often and it would have been something special. Hell, I'm not even sure I could have afforded what would have no doubt been an incredibly pricey meal. It turns out that neither of them had any interest. For them, it's all about getting to eat the plain stall food and the like that they remember from when they were younger. Going to China is more like a nostalgia trip than what most of us would think of as a normal vacation.

Actually, I got a little sidetracked there. I originally made this entry to talk about a different episode of the show where he went to Ecuador. There, they eat tons of guinea pigs. It was really sort of disturbing. The restaurant owner was raising them in a giant dumpster and just like a lobster tank, you got to go and pick the one you wanted to munch on. I couldn't help but think of the guniea pig I had when I was a kid. I only had it for like a day or so. I took him outside and was playing with him on the grass when he vanished. To this day I have no clue what happened to that guinea pig. I guess it was possible he all of a sudden sprinted away while my head was turned, but I've always preferred the theory that a hawk swooped down and carried him off. Poor guinea pig.
Tags: food, tv club: bizzare foods

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