The Bit That Goes Moo!
Yesterday H and I went to a part of the Old Town in Montevideo called the "Mercado del Puerto" which contains loads of Parillas (steakhouses). I had read about it in "the book" (which actually contained some accurate information this time) and we headed off there for lunch.
It was located in a really quiet part of the Old Town, in this huge building, a bit like St Nicks Market in Bristol, or the marketplace in Fremantle, but much bigger.
There were loads of parillas in there and it was a pretty impressive sight. There was meat everywhere. It was a vegetarians worst nightmare.
We had a look round and chose one of the parillas to eat at. I more of less decided that we should go for the "Parilla Grande" which contained a bit of everything (although I think H was only after a nice steak). As you can see from the picture below, it was a winner, and all for 4 quid.
So we tucked into our food. Before long (in fact pretty much stright away) we noticed that we didn`t recognise much of the meat on the plate. After eating the steaks, the black pudding and some chorizo I had to call the waiter over and ask him what was left. He pointed to his stomach three times (which was encouraging) and then to his throat (even more so). Now I am normally game for eating, or at least trying, everything that is put in front of me but I wasn´t too impressed with the idea of eating stomach, or intestines (especially as when the meal first arrived I prodded it with my steak knife and it exploded). But as for the throat, I was up for it, so I cut a bit away and went for it.
I ate the bit that goes Moo (and it actually tasted quite nice).
Or it could have been the bit that goes Baaa, but I am really hoping it wasn´t the bit that goes Woof! I couldn´t really tell what animal it was.
From left to right; Blacl pudding (it tasted like no other black pudding I had ever tried - I think the blood had only just congealed), Chorizo sausage, Stomach, Throat, Large intestine, Small intestine.
It was located in a really quiet part of the Old Town, in this huge building, a bit like St Nicks Market in Bristol, or the marketplace in Fremantle, but much bigger.
There were loads of parillas in there and it was a pretty impressive sight. There was meat everywhere. It was a vegetarians worst nightmare.
We had a look round and chose one of the parillas to eat at. I more of less decided that we should go for the "Parilla Grande" which contained a bit of everything (although I think H was only after a nice steak). As you can see from the picture below, it was a winner, and all for 4 quid.
So we tucked into our food. Before long (in fact pretty much stright away) we noticed that we didn`t recognise much of the meat on the plate. After eating the steaks, the black pudding and some chorizo I had to call the waiter over and ask him what was left. He pointed to his stomach three times (which was encouraging) and then to his throat (even more so). Now I am normally game for eating, or at least trying, everything that is put in front of me but I wasn´t too impressed with the idea of eating stomach, or intestines (especially as when the meal first arrived I prodded it with my steak knife and it exploded). But as for the throat, I was up for it, so I cut a bit away and went for it.
I ate the bit that goes Moo (and it actually tasted quite nice).
Or it could have been the bit that goes Baaa, but I am really hoping it wasn´t the bit that goes Woof! I couldn´t really tell what animal it was.
From left to right; Blacl pudding (it tasted like no other black pudding I had ever tried - I think the blood had only just congealed), Chorizo sausage, Stomach, Throat, Large intestine, Small intestine.
posted by Jonny @ 9:52 PM
8 Comments:
At 27/3/06 8:04 AM,
Anonymous said…
Somehow, I can't quite imagine that is the place for Em.
At 27/3/06 10:27 AM,
Me said…
Sounds gruesome, yet looks extraordinarily tasty. All that offal looks nicely golden brown to me. Still, I think I'd be with H and would just go for a steak.
How were your guts the next day?
At 27/3/06 12:25 PM,
Anonymous said…
Hmmm, that just put me off my lunch. I must have spent too much time with a soft veggie lass.
At 27/3/06 12:50 PM,
Anonymous said…
Congratulations... I have to say, at first I was sceptical (Unlike me I know!) of this blogging business but have become quite a regular visitor to catch up on your latest adventures...It must be said, life on the road is a lot more entertaining than life in London!! Keep up the good work...! As for your latest meat eating exploits, I'm curious to know if you had paid a few more peso's (or whatever they take) whether you could have got the "Guts deluxe" option complete with an un emptied bowel and sphincter!??... Good luck with the next leg of your travels... R
At 27/3/06 3:00 PM,
Anonymous said…
Mmmmm do u get fries with that?
Surely everyone there must be really fat or dead with a diet like that?
Chris, nowt to do with me babe, u were soft as shit when I met u ;)
At 27/3/06 9:51 PM,
Andy said…
Wow.
That looks AMAZING!
Yep,that beats Iguaçu falls as my main reason for wanting to go to South America. I presume it's all deep-fried?
At 28/3/06 11:37 AM,
Anonymous said…
Andy, they probably use something similar to your 'frying pan' with the inch of muck at the bottom.
At 29/3/06 6:16 AM,
Jonny said…
This is brilliant.
I'm in Buenos Aires. It's tops. Feckin hell, having logged on in this state maybe I shouldn't have of, so I could reply to all your comments.
Richy B......thanks for posting, it's great to hear from you. Enjoy the fishing. It's a shame I can't be there.
To you all...yeah, it was pretty dubious trying to eat the part of an animal that had come closest to the bit it was trying to get rid of. That's why I didn't.
Mikey...guts were fine. Have you read H's blog about the Sambodromo Burger___ There's no question mark!!
Also......
In Buenos Aires.
It's GREAT.
xx
Buenos Aires blog to follow.....
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