webenda wrote:MurphOnMillerAve wrote:...I'd still like to know who thehell ever first saw the guts of some animal laying around and said, "Hey,you know what, I think I'll shove some other stuff in there, cook it up, and shove it in my mouth to see if it tastes good."
Adam and Eve I think (after being ousted from Eden.)
Here is a description of blood sausage cooking from Homer's' The Odyssey, (700 B.C.?)...[/i]"
Well there ya' hav it - it's no wonder they died young in those early days of civilization; wasn't 30 considered old? Yup. Yeegods, bloodsausage! Why not just walk up to a cow and stab it in the neck and suck the plasma right out fresh!...... Oh wait, that is done in Africa
However,I saw blood-sausage, in person, at a fancysmancy NYC Brazilian restaurant some years ago and was traumatized just to see the poor thing layin' there on the gal's plate next to me. When I saw her savor and slurp that baby in, I figured she was too....ah er.....ah...macho for me, so I paid the bill, in due course, and beat a hasty retreat, declining any "desert" for the dinner rendered. See - I am a reasonable man. 
Speaking of epicurean challenges/thrills, once when I was visiting a largely Arabic-American neighborhood, campaigning for public office, I was invited to inspect and enjoy, if I were so moved, a whole line-up of sheeps testicles, looking for all the world like large, shiny goose eggs. I declined the treat, saying I had just eaten, but expressed gratitude for a pair of them that were wrapped to-go. How nice.
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