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| `A horse, a horse, my kingdom for a horse...` |
| 06.28.04 (6:38 pm) [edit] |
So on Saturday night the group of teachers from the Shizuoka district went out on the town for one of the teacher`s going away party. We hit up an izu-kaya, which is a traditional Japanese pub/bar. It`s essentially a big room with long tables and tatami mats, where you go and for a couple of hours you can order a few plates of food and as many drinks as you want. It`s a fun place, and by the end of the session usually you end up partying with everybody in the neighboring tables. It`s a lot of fun.
So by the end of the night, we ended up hanging out with these Japanese guys from the next table, and one orders a dish of...something. I ask him what it is, and he gives me the Japanese name - b- something, can`t remember. But actually, what it really is, is--
Horse meat.
And not just any horse meat.
Raw horse meat.
It looks like a pile of red meat, like you might get at Safeway. So far, I`ve had raw oysters, raw squid and raw tuna, so I thought, `Why not?` And downed a few pieces.
How does one describe the taste of raw horse? Well, it`s kind of chewy, and it has a fairly indescribable taste. But it`s not bad.
Until...until...on about my third piece, a terrible thing happened. Suddenly, every horse I`d ever cared about from television and the movies popped into my head. Black Beauty, Black Stallion, Mr. Ed, Seabiscuit...they were all there. I thought I was going to choke. But hey - you try swallowing when you`ve got a mental image of Mr. Ed going, `Pleeeeease don`t eeeeeat me!` in your head.
But it was still tasty.
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