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I am a half-assed vegetarian so I try to maintain that.... however, I have to admit in my travels ( not Camino related) I tried a bite of spleen in Sicily ( fabulous) and various bugs in Vietnam. I drew the line at chicken embryosNow, before you go off into LaLa Land, this thread is about FOOD.
When I was growing up many decades ago, I'll bet we can agree that there was a time your mother put something in front of you to eat and, if your response wasn't a simple NO, EW...that's disgusting is a close second.
As we mature, our tastes can change, but we still refuse to try some foods. In my case, it was a favorite of my dad's Creamed Cherry Herring. My grandparents tried, without success, to introduce me to SCHWEINSHAXE (GERMAN PORK KNUCKLE).
This thread isn't about your aversion to some foods at home; it's about meeting that food demon on the Camino and possibly beating it back. To keep us on track, here's an example of a response:
Food: Blood pudding (Served alongside British RM...they tried...unsuccessfully)
Why: It looks gross. I know how they make it, and it's disgusting.
Where on the Camino did you try it?: Casa Ojeda, Burgos
Does it have a local name? Morcilla
What motivated you to try it? Pilgrim pressure. I gave in.
Have you changed your mind now? Yes. It's rather tasty, and I have it every chance I get.
Well, there you have it. Let's keep the ball moving.
Buen "Please, Sir, I want some more." Camino
Arn
But is it vinegary or just very dry? I come from Somerset and our "rough" cider there definitely has a real bite to it, but that's mostly from tannins.Best avoid Spain's sidra natural then. Although I prefer sweet cider I liked the sidra. I would have had it more often than I did except I had to put up with Peg's looks and expressions of disgust.
If you like bacon I’d bet you’d go back for seconds for “face bacon” aka pig jowls/guanciale.Those are "crestas de gallo." Not so commonly seen.
Right down there with Castilian pig noses, ears, and face. I will try anything once, and I won't go back for more of those facial features. Lamb's tails are also a "no."
I was going to say vinegary but I asked Peg your question, mainly for the fun of seeing her reaction. She said "It's vinegary" in a such a way that the title of of the thread turned red and then started to blink on and off.But is it vinegary or just very dry?
Had them in Vietnam, excellentWhen I visited my son in South Korea he tried to get me to eat this - silkworm pupa, which was set out at a bar in the same manner as we would have peanuts in the US or olives in Spain.
I declined.
Arn it's called Marmite here in South Africa .Although my lovely Boer Meisie swore by Vegemite, I never developed a taste for it.
As an aside my son's wife's parents live in Mexico and their visits have been memorable. No fancy meals and the chicaronnes come equipped with pig hair.Food: Pig's Ears
Why: Little hairs still on 'em, and …They're EARS
Where on the Camino did you try it? Naverette, Villares de Orbigo, Ponferrada
Does it have a local name? Oreja de Cerdo
What motivated you to try it? First Time: novelty, Second Time: starving, Third Time: actually chose them off a menu, couldn't get enough.
Have you changed your mind now? YES. 1/2 way through the 2nd time, I was hooked.
Correct, I think I mentioned that somewhere in this thread.Arn it's called Marmite here in South Africa .
I don’t understand all the jokes about North Americans and marmite/vegemite. Do North Americans try to eat it straight out of the jar, as we do peanut butter? My mother used to mix a tiny bit of marmite with butter and spread it on crackers for us. We didn’t particularly like it but it wasn’t awful. I also knew a South African fellow who‘d use a minuscule bit of marmite to darken his gravy.Arn it's called Marmite here in South Africa .
It's a marketing thing. Vegemite appeals to vegetarians because it made from vegetables. Marmite is for the carnivores. It is made from marmots.Arn it's called Marmite here in South Africa .
I don’t understand all the jokes about North Americans and marmite/vegemite. Do North Americans try to eat it straight out of the jar, as we do peanut butter?
Those were one of the few things I did eat. Didn't like most of the food on the Camino. I ended up eating salads and soups.Everything that has white beans in the recipe. So Fabada is not my first choice.
It is the texture and the outlook of white beans that does not appeal to me.
I will eat it of course when someone make it. Politeness. But I will never order it myself when it is on a menu.
Careful with the Marmot thingIt's a marketing thing. Vegemite appeals to vegetarians because it made from vegetables. Marmite is for the carnivores. It is made from marmots.
Not really. And I say Ew to the 'mites.
I spent some time in vegemite country. The natives tell Yankees that it is spread "like peanut butter" knowing what will happen. Hilarity ensues.
What an excellent mother! All those B vitamins...... My mother used to mix a tiny bit of marmite with butter and spread it on crackers for us. We didn’t particularly like it but it wasn’t awful.
Miniscule?I also knew a South African fellow who‘d use a minuscule bit of marmite to darken his gravy.
Now, before you go off into LaLa Land, this thread is about FOOD.
When I was growing up many decades ago, I'll bet we can agree that there was a time your mother put something in front of you to eat and, if your response wasn't a simple NO, EW...that's disgusting is a close second.
As we mature, our tastes can change, but we still refuse to try some foods. In my case, it was a favorite of my dad's Creamed Cherry Herring. My grandparents tried, without success, to introduce me to SCHWEINSHAXE (GERMAN PORK KNUCKLE).
This thread isn't about your aversion to some foods at home; it's about meeting that food demon on the Camino and possibly beating it back. To keep us on track, here's an example of a response:
Food: Blood pudding (Served alongside British RM...they tried...unsuccessfully)
Why: It looks gross. I know how they make it, and it's disgusting.
Where on the Camino did you try it?: Casa Ojeda, Burgos
Does it have a local name? Morcilla
What motivated you to try it? Pilgrim pressure. I gave in.
Have you changed your mind now? Yes. It's rather tasty, and I have it every chance I get.
Well, there you have it. Let's keep the ball moving.
Buen "Please, Sir, I want some more." Camino
Arn
Miniscule?
He obviously wasn't a good cook then. I spoon buckets full into gravies, soups, stir frys and anything else that seems even remotely appropriate. Plus, of course, I have it on my toast and occasionally crackers. Either on its own or with fresh ripe tomatoes straight from my garden.
Marmite and Vegemite are different products and taste surprisingly different.Arn it's called Marmite here in South Africa .
And how would a connoisseur of Marmite and Vegemite describe them?Marmite and Vegemite are different products and taste surprisingly different.
And how would a connoisseur of Marmite and Vegemite describe them?
Cocido Maragato, also in Hotel Gaudi in Astorga, was the most disgusting meal I have ever had. First came a plate of boiled meats: various pieces of sausage and black pudding, pig’s ear, pig’s trotter, ham hock, salt pork, beef shank, cecina (dry cured beef, thinly sliced), boiling fowl (hen), and dumpling all piled up on the plate. Then a plate of chickpeas, potatoes, cabbage, and carrots. Then a plate of soup made from the broth the first course was cooked in. Plus bread and a bottle of wine—the only redeeming features. When the first plate came I ate as much of it as I could; I didn’t know then what was to come later. So when the chickpeas and vegetables came I was nearly full already. The chickpeas and vegetables would have been enough on their own. The soup was thickened with thin pasta and was nice enough. I declined the desert and just took coffee, paid the bill quickly and staggered back to the albergue!Food: Maragato Stew
Why: It was a bowl of boiled pork parts.
Where on the Camino did you try it?: Astorga
Does it have a local name? Cocido Maragato
What motivated you to try it? The owner said it was a specialty of Astorga and super specialty in his restaurant
Have you changed your mind now? Nope.
However, Astorga is also the place where we ordered Sol y Sombra at the bar in the Hotel Gaudi. The young bartender didn't know how to make it - so we told her. A shot of brandy and a shot of annisette. She made us a couple with about 3 shots of each served in a large brandy snifter and charged us only 4 euros!
Vegemite is 'mother's milk' to (most) of us AussiesI'm the opposite, Trecile...I love mayo (but not miracle Whip), but only on deli sandwiches or as the binder used in egg salad, chicken salad, or tuna salad.
Shall we discuss vegemite or marmite next?
Vegemite is 'mother's milk' to (most) of us Aussies!
May as well eat anchovie paste...at least the small hairs tickle going downVegemite is 'mother's milk' to (most) of us Aussies!
You are hilarious!May as well eat anchovie paste...at least the small hairs tickle going down
Applause from a crowd of one., .mom said I would never make in stand up!You are hilarious!
And a couple of odd Kiwis too.Vegemite is 'mother's milk' to (most) of us Aussies!
Grapes hovering over the trail are a) still someone's property and b) regularly sprayed to kill off the mould. Figs are fair game though.I have wild asparagus growing on my farm. It is as wide as my thumb and when harvested close to the ground absolutely to die for. Every day for three months I harvest a minimum of three pounds. I keep some to chomp on as I walk the fields , or save for supper. I give the remainder away. As I walk through Andalusia I've seen some pilgrims walk into the fields to nip a few stalks. I don't think its a good practice. Now, grapes hovering over the trail are a gift.
I hosted 2 German exchange students a few years ago.I know from experience that they are unlikely to take my advice anyway, so may as well enjoy it.
The only problem is when they pile it on as if it is peanut butter and then I am mentally calculating how much money is going to get thrown away when they gag on the first bite!
That is my cross to bear.
There was an interesting thread on Percebes a while ago which included a fascinating video about how they are collected during low tide...a bit dangerous, too.In Galicia and Asturias....so rare (and expensive)...lucky if you get to taste it once in your life: Percebes
You speak this blasphemy about the blue ribbon award winning cheese of Cabrales?!! It DOES overwhelm, in every way... and is not a choice for the tepid. Or, as you say, if you want to know what the rest of the meal tastes likeView attachment 93630
Meson El Oso, Cosgaya, Camino Vadiniense.
Cabrales; aperetivo on the menú especial. As I moved my fork towards it it cowered to the opposite side of the plate and quivered. I think it squeaked when I pierced it.
I have no idea what the rest of the meal tasted like. Five beautifully presented, exciting looking dishes with a variety of colours and textures. All I could taste was that *&)$£!! Cabrales.
The following day, after a warm climb up the Cwm at Fuente De I detected a strong whiff of Cabrales on the breeze, then noted that there wasn't a breeze, then concluded that all my clothes would need as thorough a wash as I would that evening.
Belgian frites: the best in the World. Of course served with mayonaiseMayonaise should only be served with frites aka chips. All other options are out of the question...
I’m not challenging you, just wondering how you know that. My understanding, though I have not taken any time at all to research this, is that anything hanging over the public right of way is fair game. In France, for instance, on the LePuy route, I remember walking with French people who told us with confidence that we could eat the strawberries that had grown through the fence and were snailing around the grass on the side of the road. Same thing in Spain with cherry tree branches hanging over the road. But I have never bothered to find out the truth of the situation, so I may have been breaking the law without knowing or intending to!Grapes hovering over the trail are a) still someone's property and b) regularly sprayed to kill off the mould. Figs are fair game though.
I based it on English law, which definitely states that anything that grows on a tree or bush is the property of the person on whose land it grows, unless it falls off, in which case it is the property of the person on whose land it falls. You may cut off a branch if it overhangs your land, but you are required to chuck it back onto the land of the person on whose land it was growing before you cut it off. This is Common Law of course, based on custom, practice, and whatever the judge who first adjudicated the case happened to decide. All of which serves to show that the law is not only an ass, it is a very complicated ass. As for picking fruit off overhanging bushes etc along the camino, I just think it is a bit rude. But you are right that what is law in one country is by no means the law in another country. And I was deadly serious about the spraying. By the lurid blue colour I would guess copper sulphate is a favourite with vine growers, but god knows what was being sprayed by all the tractors and planes I have seen in Spain. As for fruit, we were on the ruta historica of the Norte (bypassing Ribadasella) a coupe of years ago. An old lady spotted us picking figs off her tree. Typically Spanish, she invited us in to her garden, bemoaned the fact that young people nowadays don't properly appreciate fresh produce and entertained us with a detailed lecture on the fig tree (I never knew it had two seasons) and as many figs as we could carry. They were bloody nice figs, too. Cheers.I’m not challenging you, just wondering how you know that. My understanding, though I have not taken any time at all to research this, is that anything hanging over the public right of way is fair game. In France, for instance, on the LePuy route, I remember walking with French people who told us with confidence that we could eat the strawberries that had grown through the fence and were snailing around the grass on the side of the road. Same thing in Spain with cherry tree branches hanging over the road. But I have never bothered to find out the truth of the situation, so I may have been breaking the law without knowing or intending to!
In the US at least, this is becoming more of an issue, because the “urban foragers” want to harvest edible plants on public property.
Frankly, I find it a bit frivolous to debate legal interpretations in this forum. Even professional lawyers rarely agree when discussing the law. Along the Camino, only Spanish law applies; French, British, U.S., and "common" laws are not relevant, and citing them in this context is not only confusing but can potentially lead to problems with local law enforcement. When in doubt, do not guess, but check with the relevant authorities.I’m not challenging you, just wondering how you know that. My understanding, though I have not taken any time at all to research this, is that anything hanging over the public right of way is fair game. In France, for instance, on the LePuy route, I remember walking with French people who told us with confidence that we could eat the strawberries that had grown through the fence and were snailing around the grass on the side of the road. Same thing in Spain with cherry tree branches hanging over the road. But I have never bothered to find out the truth of the situation, so I may have been breaking the law without knowing or intending to!
In the US at least, this is becoming more of an issue, because the “urban foragers” want to harvest edible plants on public property.
Long long ago somewhere along the path from Lourdes to St Jean de PdP I bought some sheep's cheese across a farm gate. It was in an area with minimal infrastructure in terms of food and was very welcome. And very very tasty. Years later the (not unpleasant) smell of the cheese still lingers in that rucksack which I no longer use!View attachment 93630
Meson El Oso, Cosgaya, Camino Vadiniense.
Cabrales; aperetivo on the menú especial. As I moved my fork towards it it cowered to the opposite side of the plate and quivered. I think it squeaked when I pierced it.
I have no idea what the rest of the meal tasted like. Five beautifully presented, exciting looking dishes with a variety of colours and textures. All I could taste was that *&)$£!! Cabrales.
The following day, after a warm climb up the Cwm at Fuente De I detected a strong whiff of Cabrales on the breeze, then noted that there wasn't a breeze, then concluded that all my clothes would need as thorough a wash as I would that evening.
Perhaps but I have a fondness for patatje oorlog from the Netherlands. Fries, mayo, satay (peanut) sauce and chopped onions. Superb!Belgian frites: the best in the World. Of course served with mayonaise
I don't think anyone was trying to be frivolous. I think we were trying to point out as gently as we could that what is legal in one country is often illegal in another, and I'd be very surprised to hear a lawyer disagree with that opinion. Incidentally, both pregrina 2000 and I pointed this out quite explicitly.Frankly, I find it a bit frivolous to debate legal interpretations in this forum. Even professional lawyers rarely agree when discussing the law. Along the Camino, only Spanish law applies; French, British, U.S., and "common" laws are not relevant, and citing them in this context is not only confusing but can potentially lead to problems with local law enforcement. When in doubt, do not guess, but check with the relevant authorities.
Sigue caminando recto en el Camino
It's not as good as it used to be though. They removed about 1/3 of the salt and now they mature it for a lot shorter time.Hi ALL!
Bit late to the party but i wanted to add my addiction to the list ;after listening to some of the horror stories in this thread!
I am afraid it's not spectacular; just MARMITE a food for the discerning palate!
Been eating it for over sixty years and still here love it!
Woody
Not forgetting it had its origins in the scum left over in the bottom of barrels during the beer brewing process - that's got to be good for you, right?It's not as good as it used to be though. They removed about 1/3 of the salt and now they mature it for a lot shorter time.
Hilarious, Jeff...love it!Not forgetting it had its origins in the scum left over in the bottom of barrels during the beer brewing process - that's got to be good for you, right?
Foreman at factory "What do we do with this sludge in the barrels, boss? The Public Health people say we can't flush it down the sewers!"
Factory owner "Mmm, scrape it up and bottle it, some sucker will buy it!"
I like black pudding as well; Marmite cant be any worse can it Jeff?Not forgetting it had its origins in the scum left over in the bottom of barrels during the beer brewing process - that's got to be good for you, right?
Foreman at factory "What do we do with this sludge in the barrels, boss? The Public Health people say we can't flush it down the sewers!"
Factory owner "Mmm, scrape it up and bottle it, some sucker will buy it!"
You description of the eels feeding on the horse's head has now scarred *me* for life too.Food: Eel
Why [not eaten earlier]: They look revolting. Black. Thin. Slimy. Wriggly. A scene described in The Tin Drum (Günter Grass, Nobel prize for literature) about eels feeding in and from the brain of a dead horse's head, with the head being used as a bait for the eels to be collected by a fisherman for later human consumption, had scarred me for life.
Where on the Camino did you try it: Restaurante Perez, Portomarín
Does it have a local name: I don't recall. Probably empanada de anguila.
What motivated you to try it: It was one of the entrées of their evening menu. The waiter recommended it. It was something local. I didn't fancy the other options either. I felt adventurous. My companion promised to eat it if I couldn't.
Have you changed your mind now: Yes. I loved the taste. I remember it as salty. It helped that I didn't see the actual fish but rather the filling of an empanada that could have been anything. I am keen to have it again.
So far, I've managed to steer clear of Schweinshaxens.
"We eat eggs Jeff and look where they come from ha!ha!"I like black pudding as well; Marmite cant be any worse can it Jeff?
We eat eggs Jeff and look where they come from ha!ha!
All the best
Woody
Octopus ---Now, before you go off into LaLa Land, this thread is about FOOD.
When I was growing up many decades ago, I'll bet we can agree that there was a time your mother put something in front of you to eat and, if your response wasn't a simple NO, EW...that's disgusting is a close second.
As we mature, our tastes can change, but we still refuse to try some foods. In my case, it was a favorite of my dad's Creamed Cherry Herring. My grandparents tried, without success, to introduce me to SCHWEINSHAXE (GERMAN PORK KNUCKLE).
This thread isn't about your aversion to some foods at home; it's about meeting that food demon on the Camino and possibly beating it back. To keep us on track, here's an example of a response:
Food: Blood pudding (Served alongside British RM...they tried...unsuccessfully)
Why: It looks gross. I know how they make it, and it's disgusting.
Where on the Camino did you try it?: Casa Ojeda, Burgos
Does it have a local name? Morcilla
What motivated you to try it? Pilgrim pressure. I gave in.
Have you changed your mind now? Yes. It's rather tasty, and I have it every chance I get.
Well, there you have it. Let's keep the ball moving.
Buen "Please, Sir, I want some more." Camino
Arn
I’ve eaten those bugs too, but I hate marmite - Strange !!Being a vegetarian, my forays are limited. I must admit to eating silkworms, crickets and a sort of spider thing in Vietnam, and I am quite a fan. Also I have no problem with vegamite with the exception I’m not a scan of salty stuff, and I found it way too salty for me. I did sort of like the yeasty taste
Well those chickens are ladies after all...I know where the eggs come from"We eat eggs Jeff and look where they come from ha!ha!"
Not from where you obviously think they come from!
In some countries you won't know you are eating cats and dogs.
I found cooked octopus tentacles in a local place here recently. Far less messy than boiling a whole octopus for 40 minutes and stinking out the house!!! Sliced up with boiled potatoes, salt & paprika and tossed in a drop of olive oil, no frying at all! 15 mins start to finish and as good as any pulpo a feira I've eaten in Galicia...These two plates of pulpo look like they are fried in a bit of oil...yum. All the ones I have had were just boiled with a bit of paprika added when served.
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Food: Prawns
Why: They were served with their heads on, with their lifeless little eyes bugging out, with their alien little legs curled up, and -- AAARRGGHH! -- very unlike the mild and unmemorable shrimp dishes I am accustomed to back in the USA.
Where on the Camino did you try it?: Restaurante A Esmorga, Negreira, Galicia, Camino Finisterre, 4 June 2017. (Not a bad place otherwise....)
Does it have a local name? Not that I recall....
What motivated you to try it? Naive optimism. Several vinos blancos....
Have you changed your mind now? No. Never, never, never again!
I agree with the Rev regarding prawns served with all their body parts...not very appetizing.That's how Prawns are served in most parts of the World, unless they come frozen in a packet
The heads are he tastiest part..............according to 'she who must be obeyed'.
She gets my heads
I agree with the Rev regarding prawns served with all their body parts...not very appetizing.How nice of you to share with "she". I often ask for the tails of family members castoffs as they often have bits of flesh.
No, but we dismember the tails with our teeth.Is that a US thing? Your prawns come dismembered?
When I was living in Madrid, the paella from the local takeout (which they made twice a week) had shrimp with the heads on. I used to give the heads to my flat-mate's cat.That's how Prawns are served in most parts of the World, unless they come frozen in a packet
The heads are he tastiest part..............according to 'she who must be obeyed'.
She gets my heads
I recall ordering a seafood plate somewhere in Spain, because I had been told by a fellow diner that I would get more seafood that way than if I just ordered gambas. It came with various large creatures (I did not recognize them as shrimp with all their original parts). I could not even touch them to remove the offending parts, and my dinner was skimpy indeed. Such are the perils of a vegetarian being a temporary pescaterian when travelling in Spain. Do they have to serve fish with the heads on? But I had to eat something and off the Frances vegetarian restaurants are very rare indeed.When I was living in Madrid, the paella from the local takeout (which they made twice a week) had shrimp with the heads on. I used to give the heads to my flat-mate's cat.
My wife prefers shrimp completely peeled, with even the tails removed.
Indeed! Treated myself to it just last week..View attachment 102769
Sacrilege! I love it so much I buy it in Sydney. Cooked properly it is not at all rubbery, but melts in the mouth. Served with my best Spanish smoked paprika, bought back with me from my last visit.Pulpo!
Now that, has to be the most over rated food on the Camino.
Seafood flavoured rubber, with paprika!
Sacrilege! I love it so much I buy it in Sydney. Cooked properly it is not at all rubbery, but melts in the mouth. Served with my best Spanish smoked paprika, bought back with me from my last visit.
Have you discovered http://www.rodriguezbros.com.au/ in Sydney @Kanga ?
You might find your Paprika there along with lots of other yummy stuff.
They have Morcilla de Burgos!
You'll find it in the freezer near the door!Morcilla de Burgos! Now that I love. I will investigate.
Edited to add: A find. Thanks @Robo. Excursion to south west Sydney booked with better half, who will keep me buying it all.
I feel like preparation is everything...if you slathered fish or prawns in olive oil, garlic and paprika the result might be equally delicious!Sacrilege! I love it so much I buy it in Sydney. Cooked properly it is not at all rubbery, but melts in the mouth. Served with my best Spanish smoked paprika, bought back with me from my last visit.
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