Pam posted a link to these photographs over on her write-up about Antwerpen but I felt they needed a post all of their own ... they really need to be seen to be believed.
I was only carrying my telephoto lense meanwhile she had wisely put on a better lens, one that could be relied upon in the meat section of our exotic supermarket.
Yes really ... the uterus sign is the real thing.
So, the translations:
Uterus is uterus
Varken long = pork lung
Runds long = cow lung
Dikke darm = bowel
Pens = tripe (that's stomach lining isn't it? My grandparents tortured me with it when I was a child.)
And then there were the Jonge Patrijzen ... Young Partridge I presume.
The feet and feathers are a nice touch.
Click on the photograph if you want a bigger image to examine.
3 comments:
UMM partridge. I've cooked wild ones. In my opinion they are delish!
Thanks for the culture.
I loved my one partridge too but the feathers and feet just seemed so wrong.
It was 'uterus' that almost ended us ... :)
Mmmm...tripe. My grandmother was fond of that as well. Horrible stuff.
Uterus?? I don't even want to think about it.
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