This thread about Casa Bonita in Denver, and the quality of their food, reminded me of a menu I keep in my office. “Odd” in the sense of “unusual where I come from.”
Guinea pig is a staple food in the area. Here (in Huánuco, Peru) it was served roasted/grilled or as pachamanca and cut in half nose to tail. Tasty, but a lot of work to eat. The two guys from Lima who were with us definitely had an embarrassed attitude of “this is peasant/country/redneck food” when I said I was going to order it.
I’m not sure if that’s sarcasm or something else, but the guinea pig I was served was an entire animal, with a complete (and intact) head, skinned and halved lengthwise.
No, that was how a Peruvian meal was described to me. The eater said he was actually asked to pick the Guinea Pig out like a lobster. I don’t think you’d have to actually break the skull in order to kill a guinea pig. I can’t really imagine it being any better if they did it in a slaughterhouse.
Wow, OK. Interesting. My Peruvian companions did mention restaurants where people could pick their meal, but that wasn’t the case at this place. How they dispatch them . . . I dunno. For rabbits we grab them by the neck and do a quick shake.
To continue Odd Foods, In Iceland I ordered hakarl, which was on the menu, and the Icelanders around me all said “Oh, nasty, no, no way, that’s gross.” I was surprised.
Thanks @ficuswhisperer for splitting this out. I had thought about it but don’t have that superpower.
My wife was just telling me about a breakfast she had recently of mesquite flour pancakes. Evidently you make mesquite flour out of the seed pods but not the seeds themselves.
Not exactly unusual, but the gulf between its ready availability and its limited use in modern times is certainly surprising: acorn flour. You can collect pounds of high-protein, high-quality, shelf-stable food in a matter of hours. Processing takes a bit of time and effort but the bulk of it is passive.
This sort of stuff (milkweed, mesquite pancakes, etc.) was very common in the 1800’s and before.
I have a book on wild edibles which discusses at length the practice of padding your wheat flour supplies with ground acorn, various pollens, etc. Settlers or even just woodsy folks had a much more varied diet than we do today.
That’s funny. The hakarl came cubed in a martini glass, with a shot of Brennevin (“hell water?”) on the side. The hakarl was so . . . jarring . . . That I drank down the brennevin without tasting it.