Yep that's Tripe waiting to get cooked for lunch the other day. It brought back many childhood memories - there's nothing like that smell (it pongs!). The finished product was nothing like my mother cooked but I still couldn't eat it!.(Sorry Mum - nothing against your cooking but I never did like the stuff).
For the uneducated Tripe or "guatita" as it is called here is cow stomach. Everyone seemed very excited about having it so they must love it. I was wondering how Mark would cope with it but he ate it because he said it was cut up very small and cooked in a sauce with potatoes.
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Hello there - yuk yuk yuk I didn't like it either and I say on occasions to mum today theres tripe for tea - her lips get lipped - but hen she realizes i can't cook it like my mother used to cook it! Don't post the recipe back to NZ!
forget that
I didn't know there was such a thing, all I had heard was 'don't talk a whole lot of tripe'
One word: GROSS!
Oh my goodness reminds me of the time when the cook at the resthome made them for the residents I told them they were corn fritters I ate them too.
LOL i told the Cook the next day how myself and the residents loved the corn fritters she cooked for dinner!
She said wht corn fritters?? YUK IT WAS TRIPE!! THAT IS THE FIRST AND LAST TIME I HAD IT.
Corn fritters - oh Alice!
Kinlochers
*yep it totally work all the residents ate them BUT if they knew it was tripe they would have spat them back in my face TEETH AND ALL!!lol
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