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Food that Shall Not Be Named
Vilest food substances on the planet. Take it beyond simple likes and dislikes, people. We're talking food that's really gross (at least to a big cross-section of the world), or utterly bizarre.
casu marzu, pickled pig lips, head cheese, lutefisk, surströmming, hákarl, stinkhead, stinkflipper, haggis, muktuk, jellied pig's feet, tripe and 21 more...
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Pseudodemons
Potential dukes, duchesses, and chief petty officers of hell.
Inspired by whichbe's demongering.ashgabat, súrsaðir hrútspungar, arrghus, spizzerinctum, duniewassal, xiphiplastron, agassiz, thrombokinase, squalus suckleyi, rauwolfia serpentina, pipistrelle, qualtagh and 66 more...
reesetee I can do that. Mar 5, 2009
nycanthro I haven't had any complaints :>P But I require that you dress like an Indian, policeman, construction worker or cowboy. Mar 5, 2009
Prolagus Is it fun to stay at the NYCA? Mar 5, 2009
valse I added this to my favorites just so that I would have Asativum's description handy/on record. :) Well done.
Plus, I've got an Icelandic friend who may have an opinion on the matter. Mar 5, 2009
sionnach NYCA: you might want to check out the lant page. Mar 5, 2009
nycanthro Side-splitting. Asativum's matter-of-fact, conversational tone cinched it for me. I remember a story from Alan Lomax's ethnomusicological adventures in the Hebrides wherein he described the songs women would sing to keep rhythm while stretching wool soaked in urine. I had the same sort of question: who was the first to add urine to the recipe? Did they get their own holiday? Mar 5, 2009
sionnach ¡¡¡ SNORT !!! Mar 4, 2009
whichbe I should change my name to wishbe. Jul 8, 2008
asativum whichbe's wish granted at the Icelandic list. Jul 8, 2008
whichbe I would love for someone to make a huge Wordie list of Icelandic words. If I knew them, I'd do it. Jul 4, 2008
bilby Asa! Iceland should give you honorary citizenship for that! Jul 4, 2008
skipvia *marvels at Asativum's immense knowledge* Jul 4, 2008
asativum Well look, it's been a good year, you slaughtered a bunch of rams for the end-of-summer party (probably mid-July in Iceland), you can't eat another bite, your mother-in-law is in the corner muttering something about never wasting any of a good ram in her day, and you don't have a lot of space in the root cellar any more. So you gather up the testicles, put 'em in the wine press, boil them to keep 'em from going all sviðasulta on you, and you stash 'em in the spare barrel of lactic acid down in the cellar, only it wasn't as empty as you thought. Then at the winter solstice your cousins from Borgafjö∂ur show up unannounced and you just don't have enough súrsaðir hrútspungar to go around. Good thing you put away those ram testicles. When the cousins ask what the lovely luncheon meat is, you've just taken a big bite of Blóðmör and choke out something that sounds like súrsaðir hrútspungar. You don't give them the recipe until they've had a few more shots of Brennivin. And over in Borgafjö∂ur, it catches on. Jul 4, 2008
skipvia What was the...I mean, someone had to think this up, right? What motivates someone to, on seeing some ram testicles, decide to press them into blocks, boil them, and cure them?
And that's after you've already decided to eat them in the first place. Jul 4, 2008
asativum Wikipedia: "the testicles of rams pressed in blocks, boiled and cured in lactic acid," or a sort of breadless, boiled, pickled Rocky Mountain Oyster panini. Jul 4, 2008