Hey Lois Little Frog
Should I break out my 1996 tale of dining in the jungle cafe in Malaysia? Monitor Lizard soup, BBQ sugar gliders & jungle rat, butterfish and that spicy simmering pot with the creatures with way too many legs. Best was the butterfish. All topped off with coconut palm blossom wine, a frothy, yeasty concoction that continued to ferment in your glass at the table. They brewed the batch up the night before. Tastes like a yeasty Pina Colada. A favorite of Malaysian fishermen. Dessert was Durian, what a stench when they cracked that 75 pound spiny melon open. Like sewer gas. But it tastes like honey-candied garlic. Really interesting.
Oops I guess I just did break out that tale.
(For a few seconds I felt bad about the sugar gliders, but they were really tasty, and I had no control over the menu. Most of what I ate I found out the names of only after I had eaten. My translator was not at the same table with me.)