More about food, weird and otherwise.    We have encountered, and eschewed tasting, duck embryos, which are extracted from the shell before feathers form, and are cooked in a stew.   There is also a whole frog stew.  Now, we have both enjoyed frogs' legs in France, but somehow the whole animal is less than appetising, but I have long been of the opinion that human beings are totally irrational about food.

Most of us will baulk at insects (although Calvin, typically, has tried crickets), but cheerfully eat shrimps, which are only sea insects after all.   Similarly, crab is relished, but spiders are not, and both are as ugly and many-legged as one another.  Lobster is hideous, but tasty, but scorpions, which, being smaller, are less hideous, are avoided by most of us.   None of it makes any sense, really.

No-one has offered me rat, yet, although I know they are eaten here, as are dogs, but with the fat pampered pets I see around town, not, I think, in this area.   Life down on the Delta is much tougher and therefore many of those things are eaten there.

The other night, Calvin tried mixed offal, and was rewarded with sliced liver, sliced kidneys, and sliced tripe.  He thought he had died and gone to heaven.   It's a sort of 'differen' mixed grill.

In addition to the roosters which wake us every day, and the hens who cluck beneath our windows, we now have a resident heifer in the palm plantation opposite our door.   She comes and lows at the fence whenever she sees us.   I think she is lonely, but musn't get too friendly, as I do not think, this close to town, she is destined for a long life!