Saturday, June 16, 2007
Mystery Meat
Given the language barrier, we have come to accept that we will not know what we are eating a good majority of the time. This includes both restaurants and grocery shopping. Today Dee picked out what she described as "the least scary looking sausage" for our supper. That is not the most encouraging description I've ever received. I tell myself it's all part of the fun.
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When Adrian and I were in Prague, we had a number of mystery meat experiences, too. Must be something about those former communist nations... The meat surprise that convinced me to stop eating at the student cafeteria was finding tripe in my soup. Adrian had quite the experience with gelatin-ized spam loaf. Good luck with your adventures at the grocery store!
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