Picky Eaters
An old, old friend of mine will not eat/drink any hot liquid. Tea, coffee, soup etc do not pass his lips.
Which would be odd enough if he wasn't in the Army. He managed to survive a tour of duty in the Serbian mountains in winter without a brew.
Who's the pickiest eater you know? How annoying is it? Is it you?
( , Thu 1 Mar 2007, 13:11)
An old, old friend of mine will not eat/drink any hot liquid. Tea, coffee, soup etc do not pass his lips.
Which would be odd enough if he wasn't in the Army. He managed to survive a tour of duty in the Serbian mountains in winter without a brew.
Who's the pickiest eater you know? How annoying is it? Is it you?
( , Thu 1 Mar 2007, 13:11)
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I was conned into eating pigs' trotters as a kid.
I was brought up a bit Pelzer and wasn't allowed much meat as it was 'too good' for me.
So when I was about 8, and my mother produced some cooked pigs' feet, I was told they were a great delicacy and I was very lucky to get them.
Hungry as usual, I did my best to eat them - not that, as others have noticed, they actually contained any meat, just slimy, stringy nastiness.
It's just occurred to me what really happened -she'd probably been palmed off with the trotters at the butcher's and nobody else would touch them except little grateful me!
In Hungary and Poland, I saw whole butchers' counters full of pigs' ears, tails and trotters.
It was strange to see the 'butcher bits' that I'd give to my dogs as treats being sold for humans.
( , Wed 7 Mar 2007, 7:51, Reply)
I was brought up a bit Pelzer and wasn't allowed much meat as it was 'too good' for me.
So when I was about 8, and my mother produced some cooked pigs' feet, I was told they were a great delicacy and I was very lucky to get them.
Hungry as usual, I did my best to eat them - not that, as others have noticed, they actually contained any meat, just slimy, stringy nastiness.
It's just occurred to me what really happened -she'd probably been palmed off with the trotters at the butcher's and nobody else would touch them except little grateful me!
In Hungary and Poland, I saw whole butchers' counters full of pigs' ears, tails and trotters.
It was strange to see the 'butcher bits' that I'd give to my dogs as treats being sold for humans.
( , Wed 7 Mar 2007, 7:51, Reply)
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