AT LAST, SOME REALLY DISGUSTING FOOD!

I went out to a little restaurant round the corner from the office to get a takeaway for lunch today. Tony was busy so I was on my own. I chose some soup that appeared to be chicken with some kind of coconut. I imagined a steaming pot of thai-style loveliness wrapped in the carrier bag.

When I got back to the office and unwrapped my treasure, the first thing that I fished out of the container was what appeared to be a splintered chicken shin which was oozing hot red matter from the middle. Far from being the rich fragrant broth of my imagination, thick and smooth with coconut milk, the watery slop contained a few scrapings of hairy coconut husk. The other bits of poultry that emerged from the murky water gave the impression that this particular chicken had died a violent death due to an unlucky meeting with a jet engine.

Embarassed (and hungry) I sloped off to the bins to deposit this affront to my China food experience.

I'm kicking myself now - I just knew I should have opted for the fried bulls penis with garlic.