Showing posts with label Bizarre Foods. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bizarre Foods. Show all posts

Monday, March 16, 2009

Beating Frog Heart ...


Sounds pretty nasty, huh? My main man Andrew Zimmerman (from Bizarre Foods with Andrew Zimmerman) was in Thailand in this last episode I saw, and he ate some crazy ass shizz ... beating frog heart, stir-fried bats, animal innards ... but the thing that made him actually gag?!? DURIAN! haha.

Now, I hate fresh durian because the smell is so utterly nasty ... like sewer meets feet meets public toilet. Disgusting and definitely gag worthy. But, the fruit is surprisingly kinda sweet and once you get over the smell, its not so bad. So, I couldn't believe how weak sauce A. Zimmerman was when he couldn't even eat a small piece of durian! Uh, he ate a frog heart that was literally still beating! But he couldn't take durian?

Man, surprise-surprise. Perhaps I'm ready to eat a frog heart ...

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Bizarre Foods Makes Me Hungry


I am totally obsessed with The Travel Channel's Bizarre Foods with Andrew Zimmerman. This guy is insane. Basically, dude goes around the world and eats the local delicacies ... you know, a traveling Fear Factor.

On this episode, he's in Uganda eating all kinds of random intestines and field rats. At one point, he is offered the small intestine of a goat ... yummers! He's a bit hesitant and unsure whether the intestine has been thoroughly cleaned, and after tasting it, he says "mmm, definitely still some food in there ... if I really worked hard at it, I could probably guess what that goat had for dinner before it got killed. I've had braised goat innards before, but never this rustic. That's goat-y." HAHA. Dude, the guy didn't even make a gagging noise after he tasted it! So hardcore.

Is it weird that I feel like eating now? Whitestar always says that I would be the only person who would ever receive chemotherapy and come out gaining weight. Yeah, I'm a survivor. Although, is he calling me fat? I've been very sensitive to this issue lately. The other day Blackstar and I were talking and I mention that I might go for a run, to which he responds "What?!? YOU run?" As if I don't know how to run ... what the shizz? He was really surprised, like outrageously flabbergasted by this fact! So, I was like "dude, are you calling me fat." And he says "NOOOO, I'm just surprise you run because you never mention it." Not, "NO, don't be silly, you're a skinny minnie" or "NO, of course you're not fat." Yeah, I didn't get a denial of this which means that he did intend to say that if I had run, why do I still look like a do. Rat-fricken-bastard. What did I do in response? I ate, of course. It's a sick cycle.

Anyway, my quest for the perfect fried chicken continues. I have put my chicken in a buttermilk-hotsauce marinade over night and have prepared a 9 spice flour mix to dredge the chicken in. I'm pretty excited, but that's not saying much. If I get up and shower, its been a big day for me.