The old minaret adjacent to St Nikolaos church is a perfect reminder of the way the East met the West in the town I made my home, Chania, Crete, Greece. The photographs I post all help to tell a part of a longer story that focuses on the town and its citizens, whether they are living there now, or have made their home in other parts of the world. As a newer resident, by writing about the town in this way, I am trying to put some order into the chaos that I seem to be confronted with.
Saturday 28 June 2008
Offal
It's a load of old waffle
that awful is OFFAL.
It may not look good
to treat it as food.
But once you have cut it
and floured it and fried it,
believe me, there's nothing
that tastes quite just like it.
Maybe it's hiding
in that little SAUSAGE
you ate as of late
in your wholemeal bread sandwich.
So next time you're buying
a small spring-born lamb,
you might think of eating
what you thought was spam.
It's liver and kidney
and sweetbreads and heart,
the kind of things chucked
in a steak-kidney tart.
Let it all cook until it is crunchy;
just think of it then as a squidgy BIFTEKI.
And when it's all done, it needs very little:
some lemon juice, salt and horta to fill you!
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This is a prize-winner for sure!
ReplyDeleteUntil I moved to Israel I never knew chickens had edible innards. hehe
Hi Maria. Yeah, yours is from a sheep. But I'm not ready yet to go that far and make that plunge.
ReplyDeleteMaybe because while working livestock at Heifer Ranch (www.heifer.org) in Arkansas, I had to cut open too many sheep as a post mortem, to examine the insides and maybe find the parasite that killed them.
But I do love lamb MEAT.
Anyway, thanks for the great poem!
SPAM. The steak from our dinner table we got to eat when the old hens laid lots of eggs and we could trade some for some SPAM. It served us well during the second war as a real meat substitute. I thought it tasted funny but we ate it. Now keep in mind this was like a Sunday dinner not an ordinary meal. It was special.
ReplyDeleteI had no idea or what all was in it but your explanation tickled my attention. The stuff on your plate must be the OFFAL and I like crisp things like the skin off butchered hogs that are rendered out to get the lard and the leftover pieces of skin and meat are what we call Cracklins. They are excellent if you got teeth and torture if not because they taste so good.
Thanks to you and others, I have fun trying to post things that may surprise some visitors; make others laugh a bit, but most of all make lots of people aware of things that might not know much about.
When somebody actually takes the time to write a comment on my blogs, about my work and what I do, that to me is the biggest gift a person can give another. It is like a smile on greeting; it is a welcome handshake, and it gives me and my family some hope that the funny farm is still in the future on down the road.
You, yourself, are an inspiration to me.
Such beautiful photography of beautiful things, like your OFFAL or a sunset, or a bird, flower or fish, they are like magic to see. Wow. It is impressive indeed.
I come back to say, "thanks for visiting and leaving a comment" but a special thanks for taking the time to photograph interesting things of great beauty. Without that, blogging would be about as exciting as trying to scratch an itch in the right place at the wrong time.
So, thanks for stopping at my blog. And I hope you know, by now, that when you do, I will always try to visit your blog, in return, and leave a comment. I do read what people write and your excellent photography got my attention.
Sincerely,
Abraham Lincoln
oldmanlincoln in Brookville, Ohio
Sounds delicious. Thanks for stopping by my place. Hope you are having a great weekend!
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