Friends, family, and colleagues,
These posts titled "Culture shock" will include items that are starkly different from something we would see in the US. While I'm not necessarily shocked by them, I notice that they are very unusual compared to what we would normally see in everyday America. I hope you find these amusing and entertaining.
So, one of the students offered me a snack today. Not wanting to be rude, I accepted it without hesitating. I bit into it and noticed that it was salty, yet spicy. Only then did I look down to see what I was eating.
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| It still has the claw. I guess so you can pick your teeth afterwards. |
When I was a little kid, we used to slaughter the extra roosters and eat them. When I was 8 years old, I thought it would be so cool to keep all the chicken feet. So, my father being the loving man he is, gave me all the feet, which I kept in a paper bag for well over 2 months. Looking back, that was really gross. Even then, I would never think about eating them.
So, not being rude, I kept eating it. The texture is about what you'd expect, rubbery and chewy. I didn't eat it whole, rather I just gnawed on it for a while. At least it was seasoned well.
Comfort zones are overrated anyway.
Mason
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