Mongolian local fare consists mostly of mutton aka sheep for the Americans though there is Yaks butter and fermented mares milk.
Style and variety is anything you could think of though they do have chicken and eggs.
You might be thinking of the Five Fingers meal which is where you get served all of the wee sheepsies – I mean all of it, every last bit.
Not only do I get the munchies when I look at the country of Hungary, I also get them when looking at the country of Turkey. (…Especially if it’s on fine China.)
But, yeah, I wish my stomach were not dissuaded so easily either.
Even when I’m not tricked by the name, I start thinking of the actual national foods served there… did you know that Hungary has dozens of different kinds of paprika, which range from smoky and sweet, to hotter than cayenne? And that they’re all delicious?
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‘Hungry Hungry Hippos’ must be murder. Also, when is that kickstarter for the book gonna happen? I’ve been waiting anxiously for months!
I think October or so? It was in the latest episode of Geeks of Steel. Allegedly, the campaign and most of the book itself are finished
Oh sweet, thanks. I’m not one for podcasts, so I hadn’t heard about it there, but thanks for letting me know. Once again, I can’t wait for that book!
If it were truly authentic Mongolian barbeque, I’m not so sure I would trust it to be a species I wish to eat.
What? You don’t like to dine on Hippopotamus va-jay-jay, or Hyena pancreas?
How uncultured are you?!
Mongolian local fare consists mostly of mutton aka sheep for the Americans though there is Yaks butter and fermented mares milk.
Style and variety is anything you could think of though they do have chicken and eggs.
You might be thinking of the Five Fingers meal which is where you get served all of the wee sheepsies – I mean all of it, every last bit.
Even the face?
Are those signs part of some weird post-modern critique of consumer culture and the residual political influence of the former Soviet Union?
I hope you don’t meet anyone named Barbie Q.
I once met a girl named Melissa Schloss, who said she always wanted to change her name to Barbara Q.
Not only do I get the munchies when I look at the country of Hungary, I also get them when looking at the country of Turkey. (…Especially if it’s on fine China.)
But, yeah, I wish my stomach were not dissuaded so easily either.
Even when I’m not tricked by the name, I start thinking of the actual national foods served there… did you know that Hungary has dozens of different kinds of paprika, which range from smoky and sweet, to hotter than cayenne? And that they’re all delicious?
I don’t get the pun with the Mongol. Can someone explain, please?
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mongolian_barbecue
Thank you. 🙂
Speaking of Hung[a]ry … the Swedish seem to have a similar concept if they call this”/a> “Budapest”.
Sorry. Again.
Speaking of Hung[a]ry … the Swedish seem to have a similar concept if they call this “Budapest”.
Literally eating barbecue chips as I’m reading this.
(Late) greetings from Hungary!