Deer meat can be slotted as an exotic meat i think ,maybe in parts the forest dept would be upon my guts !
Once I went with some friends to this legendary heritage Chinese restaurant in Brunei known for its dear (deer )delicacies .
It was tender and nice but to my selective Indian taste buds it would have been better as a spicy kerala style fry .
Somehow the original authentic Chinese cuisine doesnt appeal to me with its bland sourness ,mild hint of sickly sweetness, and no spice this side of Timbuctoo
Whats life with no spice .
I prefer our indo chinese any day with its scollops of tomatoes onions and chilly powder or pepper with India in every single morsel of its fried rices .
I need india in some form to make things perfect .
Once i had moose meat (incidentally my grandfather was a moos..thats a clan so named in kerala ..am not mentioning them !! Dont accuse me of cannibalism thats one border i dont cross .)
This one is like mux oxen , a cross between Bison and Deer
I had this in Norway which incidentally had moose overbridges on highways so that they cross from one forest to other without becoming meat 😁 for me to eat .
My wifes cousins husband an young Norwegian doctor cooked for us an authentic kerala style moose curry which was awesome with soft succulent bread helping to beat the freezing cold then .
Once wandering in downtown Sydney I saw a burger shop with pictures of kangaroo Burgers
Had one promptly .
It didnt hop on me but behaved as good as any self respecting chicken Burger would .
Ages back in a thatched hut of a kumily Dhaba amongst the increasing fog I tucked into an exotic jungle bird with some fiery local manna along with my college mates .
Those were the brave young days .
The memory is as hazy as the weather of that day me in those wuthering heights for the liquid concotion surely hit me more than the fowl birds did !
In a dinner in Cochin once in a friends house i was asked to name a succulent meat offered in menu
it was the poor rabbit of course .
" I love animals, because they are so tasty" is one famous statement of my son .
But I really dont like those slimy creepy creatures which the far East like to indulge in like those insects worms frogs snakes etc nauseating indeed .
So Iam wary of street food
I did find a lot in the neat sterile nightmarkets of Taipei in Taiwan but settled down for a sedate Beef sizzler with an ice cold Taiwanese Beer .
China was one place I dreaded as i expected Snakes for snacks but proved to be otherwise .
I never saw reptiles there but my first bite of a fresh cabbage momo like dumpling in cold Beijing won me over and i have to mention the famous Peking duck which we had in a bye lane behind the Beijing palace a place where tourists hardly venture guided by our sauve guide .
In the streets of Bangkok and Patayya there were slimier choices so one could ignore the crawling ones .
As far as Japan is concerned Sushi is squishy to me and Sashemee is not for me .
My trials with these have never made me thier fans .
To me after knowing fire why should we hark back to the days of uncooked food our poor naked caved ancestors ate because they had no choice .
I agree Sushi is considered an exotic gourmet dish by those who like it and I write this with due respects for thier liking .
Iam a fan of American food for one the Yankees are cool they have food in large sizes no nibbling like the French and to cut into a medium steak dip into a sauce is inviting not to mention those dripping Burgers and the yellow fries in ketchup
Dont scrunch your eyes my paunch never does .
But European breakfasts are just lovely .
I love fresh crunchy sausages ,French loaves ,Turkish Balclavas which i bit into in the Swissotel Bhosporous during a chilly morning .
I liked the French pastry i bought off the Champ de Elysee on my walk to the Lido for dinner .
Once in Vienna a hot dog guy in a van gave me one with some fiery sauce as i kept asking for spicier one.He got his revenge as i went hopping like a rabbit all the way to the UNESCO headqaurters .
In the rainy streets of Frankfurt we once had a selection of meat and fine wine in a dinner hosted by a good German neuroradiologist friend in a heritage restaurant .
I loved the fresh breakfast we tucked into on our long drive from Vegas to grand canyon .
Give me meat cooked slowly over time on a wooden fire its juices shining in red oil any time
May not be good for my middles but excellent for my happiness .
And now to my home
The variety indian cuisine has
Is just mindblowing
Every state every region every village every house has its story to tell it has its secret recipe of taste unheard of
Its just like indian music with infinite possibilities
The state of someone spoilt with this depth getting exposed to simpler alternatives is depressing !
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