<br>
<br>
<p>And there is egg and spam sushi also.</p>
<p>I am resurrecting this thread because of a couple of things I just saw on a menu at a restaurant near my home:</p>
<p>the Double Delight - cheeseburger with ketchup, mustard, onion, pickle, battered and deep-fried.</p>
<p>the Extreme Kreme - bacon cheddar cheeseburger served on toasted glazed donuts</p>
<p>crazy P B & J - peanut butter and jelly sandwich, battered and deep-fried.</p>
<p>I just don’t understand this food.</p>
<p>Are you sure you didn’t wander over to the Texas State Fair? There is always a news article about the wierdest new deep-fried food offered that year… Deep fried Snickers anyone? Deep-fried Twinkie? No, I have never tried them as I’m not big on the whole state fair thing. It’s one thing to offer such silly over-the-top things at a once-a-year event, but on the menu? Like someone might want to eat it more than once???</p>
<p>At a rather upscale upper West Side Manhattan restaurant a few years ago; fried pigs feet. The restaurant had a southern theme but for the life of me I had not heard of this dish then or since. No wonder southern cooking restaurants often bomb and close north of the Mason Dixon Line. That dish was probably thought up by someone born and raised in Brooklyn.</p>
<p>“Fish lung soup” on a Chinese menu.<br>
um, I don’t think fish have lungs…</p>
<p>Deep-fried Twinkies and some other bizzare battered and deep-fried foods used to be a huge hit at a local county fair…</p>
<p>Pickled pig’s feet was a family gross-out joke when I was growing up. Older relatives remembered their parents eating them…
[Pickled</a> pigs feet - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia](<a href=“http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pickled_pigs_feet]Pickled”>Pickled pigs' feet - Wikipedia)
Cross poor Scotts-Irish immigrants and African-american heritage and the frontier folk who had to “use every part of the hog except the snort”… I’m so glad I didn’t live then.</p>
<p>Well today we were at RUB a BBQ place in Manhattan, we had to try the deep fried oreos (they got lost in the donut) and the chocolate chip cookies made with bacon (surprisingly good).</p>
<p>No way, mathmom. I’m sorry, but that sounds just awful. Chocolate and bacon are two ingredients that should never be in a recipe together.</p>
<p>Actually pickled pigs feet soup is a traditional meal that is given to moms after they have given birth to help them increase their calcium & regain their strength–it is served in some ethnic restaurants in Hawaii. It is a point of pride to be able to prepare it well. I have had some that is great & some that is less so.</p>
<p>I have never had pickled pigs feet but my dad loved them, ate them and lived a vibrant life up to 96. Yep, back in the “old days” people didn’t fill up trash dumps like they do now, they recycled everything not because it was the thing to do but out of right thinking. Recently, the things that seems just awful to eat are “profiteroles.” Too sweet.</p>
<p>
</p>
<p>Same with the Minnesota State Fair. They had chocolate covered bacon last year.</p>
<p>Minnesota State Fair has deep-fried everything, always on a stick. Deep-fried ice cream on a stick. Deep fried spaghetti and meatballs on a stick. Deep-fried “hotdish” on a stick (it’s a Minnesota thing; if you don’t know, don’t ask).</p>
<p>Strangest thing I ever ate: fried duck tongues. This was in China, at a fancy banquet sponsored by the Ministry of Finance. They were very proud to offer them, said they were a rare delicacy, and I’m sure that’s right. Just imagine how many ducks were muted to produce those little mounds of duck tongues. Actually weren’t bad, kind of salty and crunchy, vaguely reminiscent of potato chips but more delicate, with a slightly gamy-fishy aftertaste. Kind of addictive like potato chips, and the salty gaminess went well with a cold beer, Qingdao, of course. </p>
<p>Mother-in-law reports that on one of her first trips to France she eagerly ordered “ris d’agneau”, recognizing “agneau” as the French word for “sheep” and figuring she’d actually get some cut of lamb. her favorite. She was served up a sheep’s pancreas. Enough to cure her of guessing off the menu in her limited French.</p>
<p>OMG… And I thought natto was disgusting…</p>
<p>WARNING: Not to be read while eating.</p>
<p>Hopefully, this will never hit any restaurant’s menu:</p>
<p>[January</a> Jones Eats Own Placenta: Healthy or Ick? | Parenting - Yahoo! Shine](<a href=“January Jones Eats Own Placenta: Healthy or Ick?”>January Jones Eats Own Placenta: Healthy or Ick?)</p>
<p>:eek:</p>
<p>What kind of nut must this January Jones be? Then again, Yoko Ono allegedly kept hers in the freezer for years and planned on doing the same thing. But of course Mrs. Lennon is not the embodiment of your typical standard of normal.</p>
<p>From the article:
</p>
<p>Yuck is right. :eek:</p>
<p>
</p>
<p>Yet in some American restaurants, people do this with lobsters without thinking twice about it.</p>
<p>And people thought we were hippies when we used it as fertilizer to plant a tree on his first b-day. I can’t imagine eating that under any circumstance.</p>
<p>I wouldn’t do it. But the logic behind eating a placenta is true to an extent; the placenta is extremely iron and nutrient rich and in much more primitive societies would have provided badly needed nutrients to the woman after birth. Of course, now those nutrients are not needed. :)</p>
<p>Why on earth would Yoko Ono keep it in her freezer, though? Even if you’re buying into the logic above, the point is to eat it immediately.</p>
<p>S’s pet guinea pig ate the placenta after giving birth. Having pet guinea pigs made it hard to look at the pictures of roast cavie on the menus in Peru.</p>
<p>I haven’t seen anyone mention cavier–I can’t get it down without gagging.</p>
<p>But, I think the fruit bat soup is the winner.</p>