The drive home from the airport to pick up Cory from his sojourn to China took about a half hour. Aside from his recalling what it was like to sing to Madonna, Michael Jackson and The Village People in a Chinese karaoke bar (and I will always regret missing that) he mostly told us with great pride all of the gross things that he ate. Squid heads, deep fried baby eel, pig's ear, and ligament soup all made the list. He kept repeating how as a woman who doesn't even like fish, I would have died, and he took pride in the fact that after chomping down on a particular "delicacy" (side note: have you ever noticed that if something is considered a delicacy it is likely the nastiest thing you will ever eat in your life?) his Chinese guide stared at him, shook his head and said, "I'm not sure you're American. I don't even eat that stuff." The only thing he admitted to being gross were the fermented soy beans. Now there's a brilliant idea. Leave it to the Chinese to actually make soybeans worse.
So last night as we juggled a concert for Samantha, baseball practice for Drew, and the Rockies game (Holy crap we're going to the World Series!!) I stopped by a local grocery store to pick up some fried chicken for dinner. I have probably not had fried chicken since, like, Sonny and Cher broke up. But I was testing it out for a future event and wanted to see if it was any good. And...are you ready for this? It GROSSED CORY OUT!!! "So greasy," he said.
I responded with love and told him, "You're a freak." He agreed. It's good to have him back.
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Yep, my guy loves to talk about the gross stuff he ate in Germany and other places, too. But I enjoyed hearing the kids tell us about the stuff he brought back for them. Very cool.
My nephew danced in Japan for a little over a year and when he came home, he mentioned if he ever had to walk into a grocery store with a display of disgusting squid right inside the front door again he'd puke. Being adverse to anything that lives in the sea (with the possible exception of SpongeBob), I would have starved there. Or maybe eaten a lot of fried chicken.....
Ok, what about the scorpions, centipedes, and sea horses? I am very impressed!!!! I hope he had those Hep shots!!!!
Ginger
My brother is such a dork. Gotta love him.
Boliver
My Chinese husband told me on my first visit to dine with my future inlaws, the secret to enjoying authentic Chinese cooking is NOT to ask what you are eating. Yep, the Chinese had the original don't ask, don't tell policy.
PS: I'm Ganelle's former neighbor..that is until she moved up in the world. :) I lurk mostly..but this post triggered this lesson in Chinese cuisine!
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