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Originally Posted by MitzaLizalor
Foreign includes just about anything served as food. Take Romeo Rovagnati's Spaghetti al nero di seppia una ricetta facile e gustosa. Like me, you probably lost interest at about the third gabble but honestly would you eat something that looks like tapeworms boiled in ink? Intestines hold a particular fascination for damned nations everywhere so I was not really surprised recently to be served intestine soup at a meeting I unfortunately was obliged to attend.
Worse even than sprinkling vowels everywhere and waving your arms around like a broken semaphore machine are the squawks and chirrups passing for language where this muck originates. The illustrations help me to explain but will not prevent your mind from boggling when I tell you that each intestine is served with the natural filling and relished the more for that. The first picture shows the primary ingredient. Raw intestines filled to popping with all the contents intestines are noted for, anyone who's ever dissected a toad or ferret will recognise this bowlful immediately. It's the stuff you throw away. Unless you have an unusually debased cat. This picture is marked with a large . . . |
One more reason to hate Haggis, kilts, bagpipes, and the Scotts in general.