Baked whole and served on a bed of fennel, what could be more appetising? I certainly wasn't going to try this 'delicacy', but Marc was more than keen. He told us it tastes a bit like chicken, but then, everything tastes a bit like chicken. There was no point to cutlery, the thing had to be literally torn apart with one's bare hands and ripped at with the teeth, yielding slithers of grey oily flesh. Yummo.
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