The Perils of the Papaya Salad Shack

I breached the threshold of my local papaya salad dealership with salavating ferocity.

"GIVE ME SOMETHING'S FUCKING FLESH" I demanded.

With this request I was pointed in the direction of a white hot barbeque with a few rather unattractive pieces of comprehensively cremated meat in residence, ready for my perusual and eventual consumption.

Barking the orders for how my papaya salad should be prepared, over my shoulder (nothing rotten, no sugar - it's a FUCKING SALAD, 3/4 chilis and most importantly of all, Somjit, NO.HUMAN.FAECES - wash your hands and do it now!) my ravenous state of being perhaps rendered me blind as I fished any old bits of mystery meat from the spitefully hot griddle, put them on a plate and hurried to a vacant seat where a rampant five minutes of feeding would ensue.

I was mopping up the surplus residue of the salad with a ball of sticky rice when a sole piece of remaining meat began to pique my interest.

What the......FUCK?!

I'd just spent the last two minutes greedily devouring a dozen chicken's backsides.

I quickly surveyed the establishment, ready to quash any rumours that I had a poultry arse fetish, took a huge mouthful of water and ran into the nearest jungle to flagellate myself in a prickle bush.

Fucking place should come with a warning.

Looks like flesh -is, infact, ARSE:

https://teakdoor.com/images/imported/2012/03/159.jpg

tasty though ?

^ Nice when you're starving hungry. Gut convulsing when you aren't. Very fatty - not enough flesh.

^ you eating arse again Mr Slaps??? I thought you were trying to give that up...

I think we need a pic, wait a minute; I'll be back. :)

Grandma called that part of the chicken the "Parson's nose" (resembles the pious SOB walking around with his nose in the air). That was her favorite part to eat. When she cooked it never made it out of the kitchen to the table.

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Originally Posted by Bettyboo

^ you eating arse again Mr Slaps???

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Yes, I inadvertently heartily consumed 12 of the fuckers this very afternoon - bad habits are consumed on a fucking stick.

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Originally Posted by Borey the Bald

When she cooked it never made it out of the kitchen to the table.

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I can understand them being served as part of a roast but when they form the lion's share of one's supper one must surely question the sanity of the chef.

Yep, the parsons nose, didn't know people actually ate them though, then again us normal folks don't nibble on chickens feet either.

Thats the best part.

^indeed well prepared ting gai are great to eat in a nice noodle soup.

Weak stomachs really should probably avoid somtam.:yup:

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Originally Posted by Otto

Thats the best part.

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Nonsense! The best part's the fucking beak...nice and bastard crispy.

I like the intestines BBQ'd.

Went back to the same venue today minus the haze of blinding hunger. They've introduced a new line to the griddle; thee tastiest sai grok isaan I've ever had the pleasure to munch on. A very welcomed addition to the somtam and sticky rice ensemble.

I'm on a diet though so I only had one. Normally I'd gannet half a dozen of the fuckers and wash them down with a litre of coke.

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Originally Posted by somtamslap

I quickly surveyed the establishment, ready to quash any rumours that I had a poultry arse fetish, took a huge mouthful of water and ran into the nearest jungle to flagellate myself in a prickle bush.

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Hahahaha

They sell these jumbo black pepper sausages on a stick in a Petrol Station on the Mini van stop on the way to Bangkok that are to die for, at the bottom is a nice piece of crispy fat. Luvverly :)

LOL, I always hassle my missus when we go to the local market as she always buys a bagfull of chicken asses.

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Originally Posted by somtamslap

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Originally Posted by Otto

Thats the best part.

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Nonsense! The best part's the fucking beak...nice and bastard crispy.

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Actually, the best parts are the feet.
Backsides, indeed.

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Originally Posted by somtamslap

They've introduced a new line to the griddle; thee tastiest sai grok isaan I've ever had the pleasure to munch on.

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I have had the rare priviledge to watch in amazement how they prepared these Isarn sausages in Phetchabun.

An old thai lady sat on a concrete floor right next to the main road.
She was wearing rubber boots as the floor was quite messy from both dust and the shit she spilled while stuffing the bowels with contents. The bowels were nicely draped on the dirty concrete floor.
Of course her mouth was redder than a young maiden`s lips due to the concoction she was so skillfully manipulating in her mouth. Betel and shit...
Every once in a while, she would spit out a mouthful of red shit on the very same floor.

I could not muster the courage to take a picture of this rare sight, as it would me feel like... ahem, shit, if I ever had to see it again.

I still eat this shit fried in 2000 degree hot oil, just not when I am in Phetchabun.
Ignorance is bliss.

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Originally Posted by pescator

Ignorance is bliss.

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Indeed. Food preparation observations result in an ailment known as 'sudden desire to projectile vomit in the chef's face'.

First tried them in the Phillippines - "Chooks Arse Adobo Style" and very tasty they were too !