Just call me chicken

I stand corrected.

Recently I wrote about chicken feet in my soup.

I have heard from my readers and confirmed with my hostess that chicken feet are a delicacy to be savored not just here in Mexico but in other parts of the world as well. Chicken foot sculpture, market, Chilpancingo, Mexico

Now, I have eaten some strange things out of politeness but if offered chicken feet, I’m not sure I could eat one.

Reminds me of a scene in an Indiana Jones movie, where he was served monkey brain soup with eyeballs floating in it. Ewww!!!

Of course that is what they said when I told them that I had eaten alligator, raccoon, and rattlesnake.

And, no, they do NOT taste like chicken.

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