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Published: August 21st 2007
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I did it...last night I tried cuy (guinea pig). I finally found another person (leave it to an Aussie to conquer the dish with me) willing to give the treasured delicacy a try (the locals love guinea pig). First the presentation. The pictures speak for themselves, but words really cannot describe one´s thoughts when the plate arrives. Jorge (the name I gave my cuy) came wearing a tomato hat, mounted on a pastry. Jorge had one really large tooth and may have had a patch around his eye, because one eye looked like a ´black-eye.´ Based on Jorge´s expression, I am not sure if he passed peacefully. Therefore, I dedicate this entry in honor of Jorge. And as for the taste, well it was like dark-meat chicken. I wonder if rat tastes like guinea pig (sorry random thought). The meat was difficult to get at, and there was little of it. Tom, the other brave soul, actually quite enjoyed the cuy and devoured the dish. I was unable to finish mine, so I got it to go, in a doggie bag - Only in Peru can you walk around with a guinea pig to go! Thanks Jorge for the memories!
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Sue
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Snack day?
Don't even think about bringing cuy on your snack day!