Aside from the whole endangered species thing, and the fact that I love animals of all (okay, most) kinds, this is a blog about hypothetical meals. For instance, I would never really eat a baby elephant. No matter what.
I have friends and family members who’ve eaten shark and rattlesnake. This, to me, seems too much like asking for karmic retribution. For instance: Bob eats shark steak. Bob goes to Hawaii on vacation. Bob goes swimming. Bob gets eaten by a tiger shark.
The snake thing goes pretty much the same. I would never eat any of the large carnivores (if they ever happened to be offered at a restaurant) for that exact same reason. I’m not about to have a bite of jaguar ear and then go to the zoo where – bam – the jaguars escape.
I’ve been told that I with my philosophy I shouldn’t be eating beef or pork, either, because people have been killed in stampedes or boar-related accidents. But you see, a lot of other people eat those things. The odds are in my favor. Even so, you would never catch me out in the middle of a pasture of angry cattle, or sitting in a pig stye.
Alligators and crocodiles are both safe from me. Likewise chocolate-covered tarantulas and puffer fish. (Puffer fish can actually kill you as you’re eating them. Now that’s hostile.) And for darned sure I wouldn’t be one of those people out by the side of the road in Yellowstone to take pictures of bison after I’d eaten a bison steak. That’s just asking for trouble.
What’s the craziest, most exotic thing you’ve ever eaten? Are there any other anti-dangerians out there, or is it just me?