One of the first things I noticed in the supermarkets and restaurants in China was the astonishing amount of chicken feet for sale. At the time it grossed me out completely, but now seven years on I was ready to bite the bullet. The things I do for my blog.
I always knew I wasn’t going to like it, simply because I don’t enjoy eating meat on the bone and these chicken feet are pretty much all bone and no meat. That’s why I was happy to see a bowl of chicken feet coming round to my table on a conveyor belt hot pot restaurant. At least I could take just one instead of having to pay for an entire plate.
Once it was cooked I took hold and started to nibble. That soon stopped. There wasn’t really anything to nibble on. I was merely scraping of limp skin or cartilage of the bones with my teeth. Now I do enjoy some chicken skin when it’s crispy, but this flaccid thing just made me shudder.
Fear Factor – 7 / Taste Test – 1