TriMet signs say ‘No food, no drinks’, no whatever… This bus driver, however, was enjoying a turkey sandwich on wheat. =)
Monthly Archives: February 2005
The other night I had roasted rack of venison for dinner in Portland. It was really, really good. It was much better than the venison I had in Moscow, though the Moscow venison may not have been venison.
Side-track story. The last two times I asked what I was eating at a restaurant in Russia, I was sorely dismayed by the responses.
The first went like this:
Me: Excuse me, but what kind of meat is this?
Cook: < gruff voice > Just meat. Cooked.
Man: Don’t bother asking.
The second experience was something on the order of:
Me: This steak is interesting, sort of wild. What is it?
Waiter: < smile > Loshad. Horse.
Me: < mid-chew > Oh…
Anyway, the recent venison got me to thinking of other exotic dishes I’ve had. They are: giraffe, wild boar, elk, the aforementioned horse and venison, rattle snake, aligator, musk ox, regular ox, stingray, quail eggs, lion jerky, sea urchin, goat (Vietnamese goat intestine stew – gross), and a few other oddities.