Simpler is better, except when complicated looks really cool.
the things you run across in internet rabbit holes when you can't sleep
many of the first sr71 crews were recruited from the soon to be defunct b58 hustler squadrons
as they were the most experienced pilots in the air force with regards to flying long distances, at supersonic speeds, with multiple in-air refuelings, in an extremely complex aircraft
Simpler is better, except when complicated looks really cool.
https://cookpad.com/in/recipes/98264...ton-brain-stew
or if you prefer….
squirrel brain stew recipe
I thought it was going to be about Creutzfeldt-Jacob Disease.
Squirrels don't have a large brain -- I'd compare it to the average politician's -- but what little there is, is delicious.
Brains aren't too instragrammy and I never had the guts to eat them. Guts, on the other hand... Also, to my wife's disgust, kidneys.
Come to think of it, we didn't eat chicken hearts for some time now. Paused writing to ask The Best Cook In The World if we could have them next week![]()
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The traditional bar food in St-Louis, Missouri is fried brain sandwiches. Sliced calf or hog brains, poached and then breaded and fried. Served on rye bread with dill pickles, hot mustard and onions.
The BSE (bovine spongiform encephalopathy) scare has almost done it in.
[and for what its worth, brains are something like 75% cholesterol. Your brain contains about 25% of your body's entire cholesterol content, even though it's less than 5% of your body weight.]
https://www.stlmag.com/history/st-lo...in-sandwiches/
https://www.riverfronttimes.com/food...ounty-37777995
https://www.riverfronttimes.com/food...s-nest-2633268
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My grandmother fed me brains and eggs for breakfast once when I was about six. Thought it was good then, but haven't had any since.
When we lived in Southern California (Camarillo), we used to patronize a place called Camarillo Packing Company . It was a combination stock yard / slaughter house / butcher shop. We shopped there until one day, when my lady was confronted with an entire tray of calf brains, and if that was not enough, a whole hog's head was perched atop the refrigerated case, just at her eye level - awaiting customer pickup.![]()
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Kevin
There are two kinds of boaters: those who have run aground, and those who lie about it.
Is that brains, or won tons in that soup? In our family, we always called it cat brain soup.
My dad was big on pork brains and scrambled eggs. I got my a$$ toasted more than once for gagging on the brains.
My mother ate brains and raw eggs for breakfast. Seemed to be a throwback to her Lithuanian heritage, or maybe the Polish. Doubt you could put together an ethnic restaurant starting with that on the menu.
Kevin
There are two kinds of boaters: those who have run aground, and those who lie about it.