Our Man had a lovely time fraternising with the natives last night, deep undercover in an Abiko izakaya (the closest western equivalent would be a pub/tapas bar). While there, he noticed whale was on the menu, so duly ordered a dish of raw whale tongue, purely for scientific research reasons.
He can confirm:
1) It tasted nothing like chicken.
2) It didn't taste fishy - more like how you might imagine a raw tongue to taste.
3) Well, imagine spam with the texture of beef jerky and throw in an aftertaste of roadkill, and you are still only halfway to explaining how unappetising a dish it was.
No other bits of the whale were available for further testing. Phew.
For more dated in-depth philosophical discussion on whaling, er, go somewhere else. Our Man did write this (a while ago) though.
Pic lifted from here.
4 comments:
can't imagine the tongue would be the nicest bit....?
At what stage in your life did you acquire knowledge of the taste of roadkill?
That would be in Our Man's Arkansas days, back in '92.
... they told Our (young) Man it was deer sausage, but to this day, gotta say, he has his doubts.
And don't get him started on grits.
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