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Post by gato on Feb 27, 2021 8:13:20 GMT -5
I admire the folks here on Moe's who are master frying pan wranglers in the kitchen. If I can't crock it or radiate it in the microwave, it stays at the grocery store. Which is why I missed Jennifer McLagan's 2011 cookbook, "Odd Bits: How to Cook the Rest of the Animal." It encompasses "cooking with bellies, gizzards, testicles and all the other parts of animals that tend to become objects of culinary neglect — including blood pudding, blood pancakes, chicken with a blood-enlivened sauce, and a sweet blood custard." Believe me, I know what naughty bits go into our carcinogenic hot dogs, but all that animal sink trap waste, gets stuffed into an edible casing that conceals much. (yum!) And when I worked at a slaughter house, I got accustomed to watching the Basque slaughter workers drinking bottles of warm cow blood right there on the loading dock. But I get a little squeamish about munching on certain visually distinct animal parts. Full disclosure: wife #1 made a mean menudo, with so much "other" in the mix, that I teasingly tagged it as "road kill." www.amazon.com/Odd-Bits-Cook-Rest-Animal/dp/158008334X/ref=sr_1_1?crid=1KUOCJ4QPGN31&dchild=1&keywords=odd+bits+cookbook&qid=1614430781&s=books&sprefix=odd+bits%2Caps%2C203&sr=1-1 |
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Post by Mfitz804 on Feb 27, 2021 10:25:06 GMT -5
I’m not eating anything’s balls.
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Post by LesTele on Feb 27, 2021 10:33:57 GMT -5
I admire the folks here on Moe's who are master frying pan wranglers in the kitchen. If I can't crock it or radiate it in the microwave, it stays at the grocery store. Which is why I missed Jennifer McLagan's 2011 cookbook, "Odd Bits: How to Cook the Rest of the Animal." It encompasses "cooking with bellies, gizzards, testicles and all the other parts of animals that tend to become objects of culinary neglect — including blood pudding, blood pancakes, chicken with a blood-enlivened sauce, and a sweet blood custard." Believe me, I know what naughty bits go into our carcinogenic hot dogs, but all that animal sink trap waste, gets stuffed into an edible casing that conceals much. (yum!) And when I worked at a slaughter house, I got accustomed to watching the Basque slaughter workers drinking bottles of warm cow blood right there on the loading dock. But I get a little squeamish about munching on certain visually distinct animal parts. Full disclosure: wife #1 made a mean menudo, with so much "other" in the mix, that I teasingly tagged it as "road kill." www.amazon.com/Odd-Bits-Cook-Rest-Animal/dp/158008334X/ref=sr_1_1?crid=1KUOCJ4QPGN31&dchild=1&keywords=odd+bits+cookbook&qid=1614430781&s=books&sprefix=odd+bits%2Caps%2C203&sr=1-1Thanks. You’ve put me off my dinner. It’s pizza made from scratch but I was going to put German-made pepperoni on it. |
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Post by woody on Feb 27, 2021 10:51:19 GMT -5
I’m not eating anything’s balls. THIS. While I enjoy most offal, I have never had the slightest desire to dine on animal genitalia. |
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Post by NoSoapRadio on Feb 27, 2021 13:47:11 GMT -5
I’m not eating anything’s balls. That may come back to haunt you when you run for mayor of NYC in a few years. |
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Post by tahitijack on Feb 27, 2021 13:49:33 GMT -5
I can not understand why anyone would eat liver or cow tongue. There is not enough bbq sauce on the planet to make either taste acceptable.
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Post by NoSoapRadio on Feb 27, 2021 13:53:46 GMT -5
I can not understand why anyone would eat liver or cow tongue. Beef tongue properly prepared is delicious -- as good as any pot roast you've ever had. But yeah -- not a fan of beef liver. |
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Post by gato on Feb 27, 2021 16:15:25 GMT -5
Side note on beef tongue: at the slaughter house we would use a severed tongue to remove the tiny stray hairs from hinds and forequarters, hanging for inspection. The USDA guy would annoyingly point out each individual hair for whisking away, before he would apply the stamp of approval on the meat.
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Post by Mfitz804 on Feb 27, 2021 17:04:42 GMT -5
I’m not eating anything’s balls. That may come back to haunt you when you run for mayor of NYC in a few years. I’m confident that my “I don’t eat balls, but you can if you want” platform will satisfy everyone. |
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Post by LTB on Feb 27, 2021 17:37:32 GMT -5
I can not understand why anyone would eat liver or cow tongue. There is not enough bbq sauce on the planet to make either taste acceptable. Or brains, feet, giblets and gizzards as my grandmother referred to them |
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Post by rickyguitar on Feb 28, 2021 5:17:49 GMT -5
Had beef heart once (bee farts, as I called it). It was ok, but I did not seek it out to enjoy it again.
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Post by oldnjplayer on Feb 28, 2021 18:17:52 GMT -5
My mom was Australian, My Dad Chinese, so I grew up eating some interesting things. Tripe, lambs brains and liver, and learned to like pickled pigs feet and head cheese on my own. first ate pickled pigs feet, boned and served on a plate at a Ukrainian restaurant in NYC. Interestingly enough I have had tripe cooked like they eat it in Australia which is a stew like concoction, Italian style which is a tomato based stew; and in a Polish restaurant where is was prepared in a stew also. Now a days my diet is more bland thanks to Gout, Cholesterol and blood pressure. Still love barbecue and hot chicken wings.
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Post by Peegoo 🏁 on Feb 28, 2021 19:22:31 GMT -5
I’m not eating anything’s balls. Reminds me of a joke. A big Texan stopped for dinner at a restaurant following a day of sightseeing in Madrid. While sipping his wine, he noticed a sizzling, scrumptious-looking platter being served at the next table. Not only did it look good, but the smell was wonderful: two large fillets in a steaming brown gravy. He asked the waiter, "What is that you just served?" The waiter replied, "Ah señor, those are bool's testicles from thee boolfight thees morning. A delicacy!" "What the heck," said the cowboy, "I'm on vacation, I'll have some!" The waiter replied, "I am so sorry, señor. There ees only one serving per day because there ees only one boolfight each morning. Eef you place your order now, we will be sure to save you thees delicacy for tomorrow's evening meal." The cowboy placed the order and the next evening he was served the one and only special delicacy of the day. Upon seeing the shriveled and puny contents on his plate, he exclaimed, "This is nothing like the dish I saw you serve last night." The waiter shrugged and apologetically replied, "Si, señor...sometimes the bool wins." |
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Post by Mfitz804 on Feb 28, 2021 19:41:24 GMT -5
Now that’s funny lol.
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Post by LTB on Mar 1, 2021 0:42:04 GMT -5
I’m not eating anything’s balls. Reminds me of a joke. A big Texan stopped for dinner at a restaurant following a day of sightseeing in Madrid. While sipping his wine, he noticed a sizzling, scrumptious-looking platter being served at the next table. Not only did it look good, but the smell was wonderful: two large fillets in a steaming brown gravy. He asked the waiter, "What is that you just served?" The waiter replied, "Ah señor, those are bool's testicles from thee boolfight thees morning. A delicacy!" "What the heck," said the cowboy, "I'm on vacation, I'll have some!" The waiter replied, "I am so sorry, señor. There ees only one serving per day because there ees only one boolfight each morning. Eef you place your order now, we will be sure to save you thees delicacy for tomorrow's evening meal." The cowboy placed the order and the next evening he was served the one and only special delicacy of the day. Upon seeing the shriveled and puny contents on his plate, he exclaimed, "This is nothing like the dish I saw you serve last night." The waiter shrugged and apologetically replied, "Si, señor...sometimes the bool wins." So peegoo did you tell that to your gf’s parents in Del Rio? 😂😂😂😂 |
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