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» The Best / Worst thing I've ever eaten
Woof!
Arf! Here boy! That's right, who's a tast... er.. good boy then?
When I'd found a job elsewhere and had decided to leave Korea I realised I had not yet tried the country's most famous snack and a group of us decided to give it a go. Leaving without having done so would have been a bit like going to Italy without sampling a pizza, or France without tasting a baguette.
So, taking the precaution of a few bevvies and with stomachs rumbling we headed off to the restaurant. Now the first thing that hits you upon entering the place was the stench of dead dog. Which was not good, but on the other hand, comforting to know they were still serving.
Somewhat disappointingly there was no menu from which to select the breed, cut etc so we had to make do with the set menu. Our starter in all fairness wasn't too bad - spicy dog soup. Hot and pungent, with succulent morsels of the catch of the day bobbing about. Managed about a third of it before what I was eating began to sink in.
Next course was a bit of a bad boy - steamed dog on the bone. Tasted a little like I would imagine bad lamb to. On a dog bone. I suppose it was payback time for all those bones the dog may or may not have been given during its happier days of not being eaten. The worst bit about the meal was getting a stringy piece of dog fat well and truly stuck in my teeth. This was for some reason soon accompanied by thoughts of Lassie bounding around a field doing rescue stuff. Not good.
The knowledge that the dogs usually have their mouths tied up and are basically beaten to death before being cooked did not lend much of a feel-good factor and dessert was skipped. Apparently more and more are now electrocuted in the interests of being a bit friendlier to the doggies, but they're probably not keen either way.
I can joke about it, though originally eating dog was born out of poverty, rather than preference I believe. Still, it is widely regarded by the older generation as very good for enhancing sexual stamina. Perhaps before the birth of Viagara this just had to do and was all chemists could prescribe. However, I would imagine butchering a pack of spaniels in the bathroom was probably a fuck sight harder to carry out surreptitiously than slyly popping a pill during the Ferrero Rochers in advance of treating the lucky lady.
(Thu 26th May 2011, 19:58, More)
Woof!
Arf! Here boy! That's right, who's a tast... er.. good boy then?
When I'd found a job elsewhere and had decided to leave Korea I realised I had not yet tried the country's most famous snack and a group of us decided to give it a go. Leaving without having done so would have been a bit like going to Italy without sampling a pizza, or France without tasting a baguette.
So, taking the precaution of a few bevvies and with stomachs rumbling we headed off to the restaurant. Now the first thing that hits you upon entering the place was the stench of dead dog. Which was not good, but on the other hand, comforting to know they were still serving.
Somewhat disappointingly there was no menu from which to select the breed, cut etc so we had to make do with the set menu. Our starter in all fairness wasn't too bad - spicy dog soup. Hot and pungent, with succulent morsels of the catch of the day bobbing about. Managed about a third of it before what I was eating began to sink in.
Next course was a bit of a bad boy - steamed dog on the bone. Tasted a little like I would imagine bad lamb to. On a dog bone. I suppose it was payback time for all those bones the dog may or may not have been given during its happier days of not being eaten. The worst bit about the meal was getting a stringy piece of dog fat well and truly stuck in my teeth. This was for some reason soon accompanied by thoughts of Lassie bounding around a field doing rescue stuff. Not good.
The knowledge that the dogs usually have their mouths tied up and are basically beaten to death before being cooked did not lend much of a feel-good factor and dessert was skipped. Apparently more and more are now electrocuted in the interests of being a bit friendlier to the doggies, but they're probably not keen either way.
I can joke about it, though originally eating dog was born out of poverty, rather than preference I believe. Still, it is widely regarded by the older generation as very good for enhancing sexual stamina. Perhaps before the birth of Viagara this just had to do and was all chemists could prescribe. However, I would imagine butchering a pack of spaniels in the bathroom was probably a fuck sight harder to carry out surreptitiously than slyly popping a pill during the Ferrero Rochers in advance of treating the lucky lady.
(Thu 26th May 2011, 19:58, More)
» I don't understand the attraction
Moyles
He should be bummed to death by some angry rhinos, decapitated, and his fat head placed near the bins in the BBC canteen for people to stuff old receipts and leftover food into. Cunt.
(Tue 20th Oct 2009, 14:47, More)
Moyles
He should be bummed to death by some angry rhinos, decapitated, and his fat head placed near the bins in the BBC canteen for people to stuff old receipts and leftover food into. Cunt.
(Tue 20th Oct 2009, 14:47, More)