One of the best parts of travel abroad or living in a country not your own is the opportunity to try food and drink you might not be exposed to otherwise.
I never became a fan of French stinky cheeses. (“If it smells like the floor of a stable, it’ll taste the same,” I’d protest!) Though I tried many foods I didn’t feel comfortable eating at first, most proved to be tasty. Calf brains…not so much! Yet squid, octopus, snails, and frog legs all were agreeable.
A lot of it is the skill of the person preparing the food, I know, but not knowing what something is helps, too.
Back here in Nebraska several years ago, my boss took the department to supper at a nice out-of-town restaurant. A variety of appetizers brought to the table disappeared quickly, especially one my boss told me was deep-fried mushrooms.
“More mushrooms?” he asked. “Sure! Those are really good!”
He called the waitress over to the table and pointed at the treat. “We’ll have more of these, please.” And I gobbled down several more when they arrived, aware that steak and lobster were the menu for the night, that I needed to save some room.
Then my boss told me the truth, “Those are turkey fries.”
I ate them only because I thought they were mushrooms, which I know I like! Yeah, turkey testicles, breaded and deep-fried, are pretty tasty, but I didn’t even need a passport to find that out.