Yesterday I wandered around a relatively small food market near …… subway station. There were no dogs, and no snails either actually. But plenty of frogs, buckets filled with writhing snakes, baskets teeming with scorpions, or big juicy beetles, crocodiles in parts (and one live one), turtles severed in half, and much much more. You could hand pick a chicken or pigeon to be slaughtered and plucked while you wait. Plucked geese, ducks and other birds hanging, head and all from huge hooks.
Squeamish?
Yes I was, but I felt hypocritical about it. After all, how are scorpions so different from prawns? And don’t I just love all kinds of fish, and am I not a huge fan of lamb?
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