Get a grip, FFS..
Okay. I'm noty a picky eater, and have eaten my way through many of gods creatures, from teeny anchovies to mighty giraffe; yet i understand that there are foods folks dont like, despite my urge to label them as childish; an adventurous palate is something i'm glad i've got, and if you find something in your mouth you're not keen on, what's the worst that can happen? It'll taste unpleasant to you. unless you are one of the miniscule percentage of the population that are likely to snuff it from eating nuts, that's all. However, if you find something you dont like, hidden in a pizza mayhap, you don't need to retch, pull faces, etc. I was in amsterdam a couple of years back with some good friends, gourmands all, and we met up with the chum of one of them; a bit dim, i thought, deeply uncultured, but hey, we can't all be refined like wot i is. until, in a nice restaurant, he had an olive in a dish, and rather than place napkin over mouth, remove article and apologetically(and politely) remove it with minimum of fuss, he fucking just gobbed it out onto the bastard table, then kept spitting until the last vestiges were liberally sprayed over the tablecloth; and then couldn't for the life of him understand why i was fucking furious, and refused to have anything more todo with him. Fucking peasant.



last week a friend and his laydee came round and he and i cooked; oysters rockefeller, foie gras with fig confit, quenelles of steak tartare, tournedos rossini (3 beautiful filet mignon, so tender and rare i could taste the tears of it's mother, on a bed of fried bread and foie gras), creme brulee, espresso and chocolate. On a tuesday. Mmmmmm.....



Avoid andouilette though.
(micky2shoes has more shoes than feet, Wed 7 Mar 2007, 20:09, Reply)