Breakfast wines?!
It is an impressive spread. Tripe seems to be a popular choice, as you can get it fried, broiled or stewed.Lots of food. But many not my taste.
None for breakfast, thanks!Fish balls for me….. I think. How would it take to fill me up?
I can remember going to the Publix deli and my mother buying a half pound or so of boiled cold cow tongueWelcome to Barnun's Hotel, Baltimore, 1863. Breakfast is served. I'll take some cold tongue, stewed tripe, and oh..., yes, some stale bread. Yummy.
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And this was just the breakfast menu…It is an impressive spread. Tripe seems to be a popular choice, as you can get it fried, broiled or stewed.
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I´ve had tongue sliced and piled high on a sandwich roll with mustard. I remember it having a very dense texture and distinctly meaty taste. I would order it again in a hot minute.I can remember going to the Publix deli and my mother buying a half pound or so of boiled cold cow tongue. We ate it with mustard cheese on rye bread yummy … I've had pickled pigs feet and smoked salmon. We used to also have fried salt mackerel and grits for breakfast.
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We were in Daytona Beach. Daddy was a depression baby (1931) but he never made us eat chicken feet. Sardines and eggs with onion yes . I've had turtle stew but not terrapin, bet it would have been good!!I´ve had tongue sliced and piled high on a sandwich roll with mustard. I remember it having a very dense texture and distinctly meaty taste. I would order it again in a hot minute.
I accidentally ordered barbequed chickens feet in a Dim Sum place. (How do you order something accidentally? The room was a bit loud. I don´t hear very well and the waitress with the cart was cute as a button. I didn´t hear a word she said.) I tried. I really tried to eat them, but I couldn´t. I got a chicken´s foot up to my lips, but they curled backwards of their own volition and would not get any closer to the item. I hated leaving them on the plate because I came from a family where a lot of stories started with ¨Back in the Depression¨ but I just had to leave those feet behind.