eating friend shrimp tails
Edit: Read: fried That's a classic typo up there, huh?
Eewww! Is that legal?
My dad has raised me in a strange way. It has been his delight to introduce me to all kinds of things I would never have tried on my own. And he started this when I was still a babe in arms--not shrimp tails then, but sardines and fried oysters. We worked up--or down--to shrimp tails. Actually, friend shrimp tails have more intense flavor by far than the shrimp itself. There's a succulence in them combined with a bit of sweetness that makes them interesting. They're at least as good--if not better flavor-wise--as those tiny fried Korean fried fish, which I still wish I knew the name of. Please excuse the preposition at the end of the sentence that preceded this one.
Beast regards,
Wordwisp
PS: My dad, who is a big joker, said he acquired his taste for all unusual food when a child. He says that the family was so big that all he got from the chicken were the bones. Faulkner would have understood.
