I finally had balut yesterday. It has been on my very short list of foods I am terrified of. It tasted surprisingly good, and it was a much younger embryo than usual, so no visible beak or anything like that, but there were definitely feathers! The white was also rather rubbery, which was unexpected. I don't think I'll ever eat balut again, but at least I can say I've tried it and I did not dislike it. I'm just not in any hurry for another one. I'm sure my fear showed.
I also had my first boodle fight. That was amazing. It was a fun communal experience. The owner was on hand with helpful advice. I think he was amused by our enthusiasm.
I could not help but stare at other tables. Everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves. Food was plentiful and service was friendly. I really felt like I was a guest at someone's house. We agreed that food was a great way to bring people together. If only food could become the currency of diplomacy.
So, reader, I am asking for your stories. I am interested in hearing how you approach food. What does it mean to you? Is there anything you've been dying to try? Is there anything you absolutely will not eat? Never say never?
As always, please keep it civil and relevant. I promise I will refrain from commenting on your experience, but I might be curious enough to ask questions to better understand your story.
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