When I was a kid in NYC Chinatown, I had this, liked the chewy texture; found out what it actually contained LOL, and never had it again…
I don’t think it’s allowed to be sold anymore?? Or maybe there’s simply no market for it hahah.
I confess knowing that ox tail has “transformed” itself from an almost throw away protein, to a high end ingredient expensive as hell for the amount of actual meat, amuses me to no end.
I had it at my grandparents place once 11-12 years ago. I don’t recall it being anything special. Honestly indistinguishable from any other type of brain I’ve had (calf, pig)
I confess I think it should be against the law to eat monkey brains.
I’m not a fan of eating super “intelligent” animals in general. Cows and chickens mostly for me.
Pigs being the exception, because they’re nasty. My hypocrisy knows no bounds…
Eh? I don’t see any reason why anyone would ban it. I don’t see it being offered as a dish often, though. The only times I eat it is when my grandmother or wife makes it.
I know it’s still kinda “semi-legal” in Indonesia. People normally pick a live one in a cage at the wet market, then the store owner takes it to the back and kills it and wraps it up for them to take it home and cook it. They normally use baby/juvenile monkeys. Never tried it, though.
Lol they’re pretty efficient with the killing, though. One quick slice to the artery in the neck and it bleeds out in a couple of minutes. Seen it before several years back. The fucker just slices it’s neck and places it on a newspaper at the back alley, goes back into the store and comes back after 5 mins. It actually makes sense. Babies and juveniles can’t live without their mothers so they wouldn’t survive long enough to procreate whereas if you use adults to breed them, the female goes into gestation again very soon after the baby is taken away. Asians are both crazy and pragmatic lol.
It wasn’t legal where I lived but chicken sellors displayed live chickens in cages and killed them in a similar manner although they’d hang it upside down on a rack right in front of you lmao. The chicken wouldn’t move much.
BUT when I was a boy scout, the assholes made us kill a live chicken each in the jungle as a survival exercise when you don’t have a knife at your disposal during our PL training camp. It was dumb as fuck.
We had to twist the head off. When you do this, the fucking body STILL struggles and tries to run around for almost a minute unlike when the aforementioned store owners just sliced it’s neck and let it bleed out. It’s exactly like what was depicted in Faces of Death. I can’t remember exactly where, but there’s a spot at near the legs that enables you to rip them off plus the wings at the same time to make it stop moving.
For fish, my grandmother would buy them and take them home alive and kill them by throwing them really hard on the floor so they die of head trauma. One day she wanted to try making snakehead soup.
These fuckers have such thick and hard skulls it’s almost impossible to bludgeon them to death. I’ll spare you all the details on how she finally managed to kill it.
There was a big old Italian family that lived across the street from my grandmother’s when I was a kid. The grandma would do the chickens like a pro. Grab head, spin down at the side like a lasso, then grab the feet, slap it on to the chopping block and one quick swat with a cleaver. Then toss into the yard to run & bleed out. She would do a bunch like clockwork.
It was like a big even to watch the chickens get whacked.
Lol, yeah, when we did head twisting method, a couple of guys let the headless body get away because we didn’t anticipate it would still struggle so much after that. Imagine 4-5 headless chickens running around in a jungle while a couple of kids were chasing after them LMAO.
Saw a show with Anthony Bourdain where he was on a boat in a river in Africa? somewhere where (live) chicken was for dinner. My recollection was each person had to take a turn at the twisting the head off method. I think they stuck the chicken’s head into a big plastic soda bottle, and that’s how they “controlled” the post death chicken.
That’s actually pretty clever. My scout leaders weren’t very bright, though.
I think I caught an episode of one of these kinds of shows hosted by either him or that blonde guy who likes to shout at his cooks a lot where they went to somewhere in the Amazon and stores displayed live fish that could survive pretty long without water on tables. The rationale was that these people didn’t have any refrigeration methods and no one made fish tanks in that area so that was the only way to keep them fresh for sale.
But, seriously, I confess I have an irrational phobia of fish. I think I may have confessed this before. Since I’m so desensitized to movie violence, if I want to watch something that scare the living crap out of me, I watch shows like River Monsters lol. Just looking at the fish in the episode in the episode I mentioned above made every strand of hair on my body stand.