Monday, July 31, 2006
The Things I Can Do With My Tongue
Sex and food colliding again at Rice Daddies? No, sorry.
Last nite at dinner, Mrs Thisislarry and I were discussing Phoenix Claws -I love them, she is disgusted by the concept- and I remembered a non-asian colleage and I having a similar conversation when I was in Shanghai a couple weeks back. He was amazed that someone could stick a portion of chicken foot into their mouth, and voila, out would pop the clean bones!
My father of course had this down, and as a child, I remembered being amazed by his prowess. Chicken feet, dim sum spareribs, fish with tiny bones: the food would go in his mouth, and out would pop the bones! Over the years, I think I have learned to master some of these tongue eating skills (as opposed to tongue-eating skills, which is another subject altogther, or maybe this other subject). I have become pretty adept at the phoenix claws, and now I see my son beginning the same journey: starting with a few nibbles, and looking up in awe at his daddy (made up that last part).
So, what eating skills have you been passed down, dear reader? And how is the next generation of phoenix claw eaters doing?
photo: from inju at flickr