Articles about vegansexuals are making the rounds in my social group:
A GROUP of vegans in New Zealand - vegansexuals - are shunning sex with meat-eaters because their bodies are made up of animal carcases
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One of Mr. Darcy's expressed reasons for not accompanying me to Thailand was that he was reasonably certain he wouldn't like the food, knew that declining to eat most of what was put in front of him would be rude, and decided to avoid being rude by staying home. Add the non-trivial language barrier once we got out of Bangkok's touristy sections and this was probably a good move on his part.
I ate a lot of things in Thailand that I couldn't readily identify. Most of them were delicious.
He'd better travel with me once I'm going somewhere where the cuisine is likely to be to his taste, however.
Sometimes when traveling with a vegetarian you get the marvelous experience of seeing them eat something that they think is vegetarian, but which is actually meatalicious, and they have a transcendent experience while you quietly laugh to yourself. "Oh my god, this the BEST BROTH EVER. See? This is what vegetable soups should ALWAYS taste like!" and you just don't tell them that, duh, all *good* broth is made from chicken or beef stock.
Heh, we watched some Pakistanis eat pork when they were traveling with us through in Greece. It was hilarious, the look on their faces. When we told them it wasn't lamb at all, they explained that they felt like they just killed their grandparents.
Some vegetarians feel the same way about accidentally eating meat. It's not funny either. Ethics and religious customs can be analogous. We warned the Pakistanis. They didn't listen. (Though they never said they were observant Muslims. They may just have felt bad for disobeying their grandparents from a distance.)
What Mr. Bourdain neglects to mention, is the significant amount of time he spends explosively evacuating his bowels after he's eaten everything in sight.
Or maybe that's what he means by "...all those other things open up for me."
We have a betting pool on our show over who's going to get sick and miss a day's work first. My crew travels with me, they eat what I eat. The all-time winner is our cameraperson/producer Tracy who washes herself down with Purell every time she goes to the bathroom, avoids anything that looks scary or dirty, and [what gets her is] always the breakfast buffet at the Hilton. Just because there's no refrigeration, the place looks dirty, and you don't know what part of the animal it is - that's not necessarily a bad thing. If you're in China or Mexico and it's a nasty-looking place with a long line of locals out the door lining up to eat pig head, chances are it's pretty good pig head. Otherwise they wouldn't have 30 or 40 locals waiting outside trying to get in. It's worth trying. The place the concierge sends you - "all the Americans love it" - they have spaghetti and meatballs, teriyaki chicken, a taco plate, all done horribly. How can you do all those things well? The best places in the world are one
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Considering I've gotten violently ill on all of my trips to Asia in the past 4 years, and always from eating at very popular local restaurants, you'll have to pardon me if I take his advice with a large Imodium caplet.
I've read about Bourdain and been fascinated with him for a while, but since we don't have cable, I haven't caught his shows. I hope they end up on DVD soon.
You can start getting picky about flavor but I'm pretty sure the same exact advice applies:
Nothing horrifies me more than someone going home with someone else and not licking everything in sight. Whatever you choose to do alone in your home - that's fine - but how do you go to bed with other people? You've already decided before you even enter their bedroom "I reject it, I don't like it, I'm not going to try it." You're not making any friends in this world. It's rude. It's not respectful. I don't necessarily like the taste of everything I lick ... but I'm grateful that they're there and they're giving me their best. Because I sit down first and take plenty of whatever's offered - proudly offered, sex being the purest expression of an identity, a personality - because I do those things accompanied by large amounts of the local beverage all these other things open up for me. You never see people so without guile, so open, as in the bedroom. And once you share something so intimate you tend to then be shown other things that you just
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I ate a lot of things in Thailand that I couldn't readily identify. Most of them were delicious.
He'd better travel with me once I'm going somewhere where the cuisine is likely to be to his taste, however.
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Some vegetarians feel the same way about accidentally eating meat. It's not funny either. Ethics and religious customs can be analogous. We warned the Pakistanis. They didn't listen. (Though they never said they were observant Muslims. They may just have felt bad for disobeying their grandparents from a distance.)
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Or maybe that's what he means by "...all those other things open up for me."
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We have a betting pool on our show over who's going to get sick and miss a day's work first. My crew travels with me, they eat what I eat. The all-time winner is our cameraperson/producer Tracy who washes herself down with Purell every time she goes to the bathroom, avoids anything that looks scary or dirty, and [what gets her is] always the breakfast buffet at the Hilton. Just because there's no refrigeration, the place looks dirty, and you don't know what part of the animal it is - that's not necessarily a bad thing. If you're in China or Mexico and it's a nasty-looking place with a long line of locals out the door lining up to eat pig head, chances are it's pretty good pig head. Otherwise they wouldn't have 30 or 40 locals waiting outside trying to get in. It's worth trying. The place the concierge sends you - "all the Americans love it" - they have spaghetti and meatballs, teriyaki chicken, a taco plate, all done horribly. How can you do all those things well? The best places in the world are one ( ... )
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* ( as sexual partners I find they taste better)
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Nothing horrifies me more than someone going home with someone else and not licking everything in sight. Whatever you choose to do alone in your home - that's fine - but how do you go to bed with other people? You've already decided before you even enter their bedroom "I reject it, I don't like it, I'm not going to try it." You're not making any friends in this world. It's rude. It's not respectful. I don't necessarily like the taste of everything I lick ... but I'm grateful that they're there and they're giving me their best. Because I sit down first and take plenty of whatever's offered - proudly offered, sex being the purest expression of an identity, a personality - because I do those things accompanied by large amounts of the local beverage all these other things open up for me. You never see people so without guile, so open, as in the bedroom. And once you share something so intimate you tend to then be shown other things that you just ( ... )
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