Thankfully, the chocolate overwhelmed the shrimp, so it was like eating crunchy chocolate with a "wait, what?" aftertaste. If there is ever another bag of these things bought, it won't be by me. But still, I can't say it was all that bad.
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Setanta
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Mon 15 Jun, 2015 06:56 am
There are several Chinatowns in T.O., and the one on Spadina includes a Korean and a Thai district. The girl (in the past, at least) used to come home with these "shrimp chips," which actually resembled crinkle-cut fries. They would sit around until they got old and smelly, and were thrown out.
Probably the weirdest thing I ever ate was raw eel. We were on this little shingle beach at the bottom of some sheer, thousand foot cliffs, near Pusan, and this Megook, who had stayed there with his wife after he was discharged, ordered for us. For the appetizer, they brought out this bucket with a live eel in it. The waiter takes the eel out of the bucket, takes the head off with a cleaver, slits the skin on either side, and peels it off with a pliers. Then he uses the pliers to pull out the spinal cord, puts the meat on a cutting board, dices it up in a trice, the puts it on a bead of fresh sea weed, before going into the shack to cook the rest of our meal. We ate it, but I'm not likely to ask for it myself.
Yeah, I've had that a couple of times. It's kind of a specialty thing, so if somebody treats you to that, you're the revered guest. 생낙지, raw/live octopus, is a little more low-key. You may have had it:
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chai2
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Mon 15 Jun, 2015 07:27 am
@FBM,
FBM wrote:
They're popular in both Korea and Thailand (and probably everywhere else in Asia), so imagine a chocolate-covered one of those things. Yeah.
Apparantly they've never heard of chocolate covered bacon. <drool>
Blerg. I've had chocolate-covered bacon. I'd rather have chocolate-covered shrimp. Srsly. Don't **** with bacon. Don't **** with perfection. If it ain't broke, don't fix it.
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ehBeth
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Mon 15 Jun, 2015 09:42 am
@FBM,
I've seen those in our downtown Chinatown. No thanks.
I like the prawn crackers you cook yourself best but they sure stink up the house.
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