This is Cambodian frog!
Last night I ended up eating frog courtesy of a man with things growing between his teeth.
We’d been out for the night with Julien, a previous occupant of Siem Reap back for a visit, and ended up in X Bar, a place where time seems to become irrelevant and Ranjit maintains the utmost decorum when serving beers despite being surrounded by inebriated Norwegians. It was a very pleasant night, lots of people we knew were out, and Bella, now without her puppies, even came along and lay under the table looking a bit worried, occasionally seeking a reassuring scratch. At about half past three we felt like eating, so we went to the street stall that stays open nearly all night for rice noodles. Frog man was sat there, very, very friendly and very, very drunk. He could hardly string together a sentence for all the laughter. He decided to share his frog with us, and Julien and I obliged while Hannah looked terrified that she was next.
Frog’s overrated in my opinion, too many bones, but this guy was evangelical. “This is Cambodian frog! The best frog!” he chuckled, fishing around in his plastic bag amongst chilli and garlic for another bit of frog. He then decided to introduce us to what he claimed was an old Cambodian tradition by swapping everyone’s beers around, but I drew the short straw and got his. Given what was growing between his teeth I wasn’t feeling so thirsty any more.
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Had heard that French frogs’ legs are sort of chickeny. Not much meat on the ones in our garden, though I’ve never been hungry enough to try one.
Never a good idea to share receptacles with the hygienically- challenged. What was between his teeth? Small green furry things from Alpha Centauri? Beer contains alcohol which is antibacterial, isn’t it?
I wasn’t taking any chances!