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After a hard day's work, I like nothing more than to unwind at my local izakaya, filling my tummy with a plateful of chicken throats, garnished lovingly with a light sprinkling of gristle. I'll probably finish up with a couple of chicken heads and some tasty minch, all washed down with a glass of goat's blood.

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On Tuesday, 22 March, 2005, Blogger disco-very said:

those Asians... they really make sure they don't let food go to waste, eh? As almond-shaped eyed as I am, I'll pick the green pepper any day.  



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