Thats becauseEcher123 said:Black pudding.
I think it's considered pretty good, but...
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Would any American eat that if it was put on a plate in front of them?
Why would anyone anywhere eat that?Echer123 said:Would any American eat that if it was put on a plate in front of them?
Well I guess you are excused, you got the right to as a vegetarian.Julianking93 said:Why would anyone anywhere eat that?Echer123 said:Would any American eat that if it was put on a plate in front of them?
It looks like an overdone hamburger.
OT, probably TVP.
It's some sort of supposedly "natural" meat replacment meal that vegans eat but just the name is offputting and I'm vegetarian and I don't even want to eat this.
I have friends from the Philippines who tell me this is the most awesome food ever, and I have to say, if someone offered me one, I'd have to try it.Christemo said:altho i hate tons of food, the worst ever has to be:
#1.Balut
From:
The Philippines
What the hell is it?
Behold, for our journey of horror reaches its destination. Balut are duck eggs that have been incubated until the fetus is all feathery and beaky, and then boiled alive. The bones give the eggs a uniquely crunchy texture.
They are enjoyed in Cambodia, Philippines and the fifth and seventh levels of hell. They are typically sold by street vendors at night, out of buckets of warm sand. You can spot the vendors because of their glowing red eyes, and the faint, otherworldly sound of children screaming.
Wait, it gets worse ...
... Because you're never going to look at an egg the same way. Tell yourself that every time you crack open an egg from now on you won't be half expecting a leathery wad of bird to come flopping out into the skillet.
Yes, balut is upsetting on about a half-dozen levels. Sure, all meat eaters know on some level that the delicious chop on your plate used to belong to something cute and fluffy, which gambolled in the sun during the brief spring of its life. Most of the time, it' perfectly possible not to give a shit. But, when you're biting into something that hasn't even had a chance to see its mother' face ... well, it' different.
Danger of this turning up in America:
Actually, marketed properly, these eggs could be a damn good motivator. When you've looked death in the face at breakfast time, what the hell else can the day throw at you?
I love black pudding!Echer123 said:Black pudding.
I think it's considered pretty good, but...
Would any American eat that if it was put on a plate in front of them?
Read my post before you start accusing me of being ignorant.Project_Omega said:Thats becauseEcher123 said:Black pudding.
I think it's considered pretty good, but...
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Would any American eat that if it was put on a plate in front of them?
1: The black pudding was done wrong, either by englishman (and all them irish and all that) or and American, and you are doing it wrong.
Black pudding, if done correctly by a polish man is much better, and tastier and presented in a much more appetising way ^____^
2: You are american, closed in your little, tiny world of cheetos and hamburgers, so shut up!
Are you kidding? Balut is FUCKING AMAZING. Like a hard-boiled egg mixed with cornish game hen. Excellent use of hyperbole though.Christemo said:altho i hate tons of food, the worst ever has to be:
#1.Balut
From:
The Philippines
What the hell is it?
Behold, for our journey of horror reaches its destination. Balut are duck eggs that have been incubated until the fetus is all feathery and beaky, and then boiled alive. The bones give the eggs a uniquely crunchy texture.
They are enjoyed in Cambodia, Philippines and the fifth and seventh levels of hell. They are typically sold by street vendors at night, out of buckets of warm sand. You can spot the vendors because of their glowing red eyes, and the faint, otherworldly sound of children screaming.
Wait, it gets worse ...
... Because you're never going to look at an egg the same way. Tell yourself that every time you crack open an egg from now on you won't be half expecting a leathery wad of bird to come flopping out into the skillet.
Yes, balut is upsetting on about a half-dozen levels. Sure, all meat eaters know on some level that the delicious chop on your plate used to belong to something cute and fluffy, which gambolled in the sun during the brief spring of its life. Most of the time, it' perfectly possible not to give a shit. But, when you're biting into something that hasn't even had a chance to see its mother' face ... well, it' different.
Danger of this turning up in America:
Actually, marketed properly, these eggs could be a damn good motivator. When you've looked death in the face at breakfast time, what the hell else can the day throw at you?
If you're going to copy-paste and plagiarize Cracked, at least have the decency to cite your source. Especially when you can't spell your intro properly.Christemo said:altho i hate tons of food, the worst ever has to be:
#1.Balut
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Dude, at least cite your source. We all know you stole that from Cracked.Christemo said:altho i hate tons of food, the worst ever has to be:
#1.Balut
From:
The Philippines
What the hell is it?
Behold, for our journey of horror reaches its destination. Balut are duck eggs that have been incubated until the fetus is all feathery and beaky, and then boiled alive. The bones give the eggs a uniquely crunchy texture.
They are enjoyed in Cambodia, Philippines and the fifth and seventh levels of hell. They are typically sold by street vendors at night, out of buckets of warm sand. You can spot the vendors because of their glowing red eyes, and the faint, otherworldly sound of children screaming.
Wait, it gets worse ...
... Because you're never going to look at an egg the same way. Tell yourself that every time you crack open an egg from now on you won't be half expecting a leathery wad of bird to come flopping out into the skillet.
Yes, balut is upsetting on about a half-dozen levels. Sure, all meat eaters know on some level that the delicious chop on your plate used to belong to something cute and fluffy, which gambolled in the sun during the brief spring of its life. Most of the time, it' perfectly possible not to give a shit. But, when you're biting into something that hasn't even had a chance to see its mother' face ... well, it' different.
Danger of this turning up in America:
Actually, marketed properly, these eggs could be a damn good motivator. When you've looked death in the face at breakfast time, what the hell else can the day throw at you?