Sour Roasted Horse

I confess -- before I started riding, I ate horse. It was at a cheap restaurant in Paris, while I was a graduate student there. Don't tell Teddy or Robin.

After all, I live in Berkeley, home of all things culinary-snobbish. This was just part of my quest to keep up with the Joneses. I've also eaten guinea pig (and I even got to pick which pig!) -- in Peru, with traditional peanut sauce. Reindeer in Norway. But never turtle or monkey, which is just as well, in retrospect, since those species are now endangered through eating.

Sour Roasted Horse
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