The menu calls this one “bankruptcy chicken questions.” Sometimes the translations over here are priceless and beg the hungry to give the food a try. Anh Tuyet restaurant in Binh Thanh District has already provided me a delicious excursion into the grilled quail arts and I returned to find some answers as to how a chicken files for bankruptcy.
And let me add this whole meal was truly against my better judgment, but I had to do it based on the name alone. I couldn’t help but wonder what sorts of pestilence and salmonella infiltrate chicken innards, and I wondered what part of the bird had gone bankrupt to provide this most interesting meal.
As I lifted the skewer towards my mouth, weakness suddenly washed over me. I laid it back down and my friend tried to provide some moral support. Actually scratch that. It was more like peer pressure so I just lifted that thing up, popped one in my mouth, and bit into the fattiest orb I have ever experienced in my life. Something in it had a subtle crunch, too.
Imagine biting into something the texture of the nastiest cheapest hot dog on earth yet made of 100 percent gelatinous fat. Choi oi! The outer skin was charred nicely but I just couldn’t get past that sponginess. Visions of biology class danced through my head as I tried to imagine if these were lungs, kidneys, balls or what. Animal organs filter waste, process poisons and pump blood, right? That hardly sounds appetizing and I could only eat two of these things before succumbing to the nastiness.
I prayed my stomach would fail to rebel against the contents now being forced into it. As far as taste…how can I describe this one? It’s like a pork rind mixed with a piece of bologna. Biting into it causes some sort of weird liquid to squirt all over the tongue. Dipping it into a sauce of sour orange juice, salt, pepper and dried chili made it somewhat palatable in theory, but I just couldn’t get past the awful fact this was offal of some sort.
As far as food experiences go though, this one was hardly bankrupt. And I believe the translation should have been grilled chicken anus. Yeah, really appetizing, huh? Here I was worried about eating an organ that processes waste and I actually ate one the expels it into the barnyard.
I tried it once, but probably this will be the only time in my life. Lesson learned…if they can’t translate it properly, don’t eat it!