Once upon a time, I had a deadly meal in Kurdistan
I was honored and respected by a friend when she invited me over for dinner to have a taste of the most traditional Kurdish meal in Kurdistan; the “Sar-u-pe.” "Bloody me," I said to myself, "a head and legs?" Well, duh! This is what Sar-u-pe translates to in Kurdish. I joined the dinner table and sooner than later I was frightened to see them hammering the head of the animal hoping to break through the skull and grab a taste of the brain. I was more frightened to see the eye-ball falling out of the socket and grossed out to see them chopping up the tongue of the animal. The picture says it all To the side, they laid out a few platters of intestines, nicely filled with a mixture of rice, almonds, spices, etc. The tripe was chopped into pieces and were turned into little pockets filled with the same rice mixture. The intestines filled with rice mix pockets of tripes filled with mixture of rice, almonds, spices, etc. I did have the courage to join the...