Boasting culinary Indiana Joneses?

I was on this tangent earlier in March.

My kingdom for a horse (sausage), part two ... the backlash bits.

My kingdom for a horse (sausage), part one.

Here's another Guardian consideration of the "horsemeat furore." Click through just to see the sexy chocolate grasshopper.

The horsemeat furore was compounded by foolish foodie machismo; Culinary Indiana Joneses like to boldly eat what others wouldn't try. But that's just showing off, by Jay Rayner (The Observer/The Guardian)

A few years ago, on a trip to Tokyo, I ate sperm from the fugu, the blowfish famed for the toxicity of its internal organs. This reads like a boast, doesn't it?