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We were on a tour years ago in the Phillipines, and this review is basically how we thought about it. And no, did not pass my lips.
"...tasting my first "balut" wasn't on my wishlist. Still, the thought of consuming my first not-quite-hatched 18-day-old-duck-inside-its-egg was extraordinary, fanciful, and amazing. The very thought of cracking open the egg's proper end (in order to suck out the full duck "brooth" content) to expose veins, bones, feathers, eyes, duck-flesh, duck-substance, and duck-soul was revolting. I would scale the Himalayas on a National Geographic grant, I would solve the riddle of the jumping genes on an NIH seed money, but I would not eat a duck-creature that in a few days would sound its first duck-cry. However, the adventurous spirit edged out everything else in my repertoire of defense mechanisms posing as culinary mainstream spirits and the weakened persona succumbed to a psuedo-cannibalism act."
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