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Unidentified Meat

by Jason on September 19, 2010

Callie and I have resided in a hotel for a month with no kitchen, meaning we have been eating out for almost every meal.  After eating a lot of Chinese food the first few weeks, we  went on a more American diet of Subway, Burger King and McDonald’s for about a week.

I’m ashamed to say that I’ve eaten more at McDonald’s in the past few weeks than I have in the past two years.  And for some reason it seems to taste better here.  I don’t know if that’s because it’s the only food that tastes familiar.

Anyway, we decided to go back to Chinese food yesterday.  We stopped at a local street vendor.  We couldn’t read any part of the menu.  We couldn’t understand anything either, so we just pointed at what you see to the right here.

We got two things that looked like either dumplings or empanadas.  Both dumpling thingies were fried, as is most food here.  One dumpling contained a mix of green veggies and some really thin noodles.

Then we ventured to the soup place next door and ordered some authentic Chinese food.  Again, we had no idea what it was.

They place most soups in plastic bags here.  Not just liquid, but incredibly burning hot soup – hotter than McDonald’s coffee if you can believe it.  The soup bags are a common practice here.  I don’t know if there have ever been any reported cases of soup spilling or leaking.  If there has, then it’s probably been kept out of the news for publicity purposes.

We began eating our soup.  I really liked the broth.  I noticed standard noodles, some green veggies and some onions.  I could handle that.

A few bites later I noticed a small slab of meat about three inches in diameter.  Chicken?  Beef?  I still don’t know.  I do know that it was liver, but of what animal, I’m not sure.  Probably something like a cow, goat or llama for all I know.

Then I came across some familiar tastes – one whole shrimp and rubbery calamari.  Then I noticed the squid tentacles.

The soup soon went downhill from there.  We ate three more pieces of unidentified meat.  I could only discern that it was seafood of some kind.  I could not identify the species.  All of the pieces were weirdly shaped.

The last piece of goodness was the rubbery straight piece of something a few inches long.  We didn’t recognize it as meat to begin with because it was disguised like a noodle.  Upon consumption, I sensed some unidentified meat in my mouth.  I knew it wasn’t sea food.  Callie’s guess was intestine.  Again, of what animal I could not deduce.

We didn’t end up finishing all of the soup.  We certainly had an authentic Chinese experience.  We ran to grab some dessert soon after so we could diffuse the taste.

For dinner later that night, we ate at Subway.

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