It’s Tuesday, so it’s Key’s blog today. I have nothing more to say other than: gross.
I cant remember what this ‘thing’ was called, but I can tell you it was the thickest, gloopiest, most gelatinous monstrosity I have had the displeasure of eating. The flavour was not all that unpleasant and the two side sauces did help to cut through the thickness of the soup.
But no matter how much you think you had eaten of this unholy creation, it showed no signs it had been eaten. It was unnerving. In what felt like an act of gloopy defiance, it would not be beaten.
After 30 minutes I had to surrender, it had bested me. This was my first true defeat at the hands of mystery meat.
This day will forever be a horrible memory of a meal I know not-what-to-call.