Last week (I'm sorry, but have we had this conversation before?), host mom encouraged me to have just a taste chicken foot ('don't be afraid'). I tried, in my best attempt at cross-cultural politeness to sassily and light-heartedly put my foot down - "no. no. no. it's meat!", at which point host mom gestured surprise and reassurance: "no, it's not meat! there's no meat on the foot - it's just [scaly, pocked] skin and [claw] bone."
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hmmm... she raises a good point. maybe i should try foot sometime. --julia
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