Please read marcia’s account of eating a plate of raw hamburger meat:
Last night, being the daring traveller that I am, I decided to try steak tartare. I think that because of the name, I expected raw steak, raw steak which seemed not so bad in the scheme of things, when considering how much I eat steak rare to the point that its only brown on the outside. Besides, I’m gutsy. I’ll try anything once. When in Rome?
Okay, I did this stricly because of catching backlash for eating so much Starbucks and the few double cheese burgers i had at McDonalds.
We went to a tapas like place and got a varitiety of foods. after were were just about finnished Mish saw that there was a dish called raw fatty horse meat. I thought, now this would be something interesting to eat. So we decided to order another beer and a freshly killed Mr. Ed.
How did it taste? Well, kinda like nothing. If it weren’t for the ginger and wasabe it would just be a chewy, really chewy piece of rubber i guess.
Kate, my friend who is in Japan for a year participating in the JET (Japan Exchange and Teaching Programme) was kind enough to purchase and send me my train tickets to Kyoto. I arrive in Tokyo Thursday afternoon (november 22nd) and head out on the next morning on the Shinkansen aka the Japanese bullet train. I’m very happy she translated the information on the ticket or I think I would be hurting.
Monday nights we (Marcia, Ajana, Loren and sometimes Blazey) cook and watch Prison Break and Hero’s. Last night Ajana made her amazing greens along with this chicken/potato dish. Is there some sort of award I can present this girl with? I mean, wow it was ridiculous. Later on i’ll ask her how to make them and update this post with it.