A bite on the Wild Side

Are you venturesome

when it comes to eating exotic foods?

When it comes to my food...

I never want to take a "bite on the wild side.” 

That’s sacred territory.

Back when I was a young Kat...

a mere kitten...

I was extremely finicky, so I mainly stuck to processed foods.

Fritos, Devil Dogs, and Oscar Mayer Bologna

were the base of my food pyramid.

Today I am not as finicky, but I can’t eat,

or even look at,

some of the food PaulA can eat…

especially one that beats me in a staring contest.

I once remember PaulA ordering the Wild Boar.

Yikes, talk about an adventurous palate.

All I could think of was the wild boar I saw on "Survivor"…

running free through the jungle.

The wildest I can imagine injesting is...a chicken

running free on the range.

My friend, PattyO, ordered the bison burger last night at dinner

and offered me a bite...

but I could fathom it or digest it.

 

I prefer to stick with Bessie instead of Bison.

Unless, of course, I've met Bessie,

which was once the case,

when a friend informed us ...

(while we were chewing...)

that we were noshing on his cow from his farm.

Poor sweet Bessie,

she had the longest eyelashes. 

Anywhoooooo....

My Bro was in China for a month

and lost 10 pounds

because he wasn’t a fan of the food...

which is strange to me because I know he is a big fan of Chinese food. 

You would think that they would have good Chinese food in China...

but it isn't what we are used to here.

The General Tsao over there

doesn’t rank the same as our General.

Apparently we have an affinity for

Admiral Tsao.

Maybe Bro should have washed down the food

with more sake. 

After enough sake...

it might make it easier to take a

"bite on the wild side."