Is That What I Think It Is???

I don't know what you think it is, but I will give you the correct answer:  Chicken feet (gasp).  Here people braai everything (we call it barbecue), and sell it on the streets.  We were outreaching for one of our baby works and lo and behold, chicken feet.  I have never indulged in or partook of chicken feet (and never will) so I can't say as to what it taste like.  I'm sure that many of you are thinking, "Like chicken Nicole, it taste like chicken", nope I beg to differ.  It is toes people, you would be eating toes,  I have an aversion of feet that borders on being diagnosed as a phobia so this is the unspeakable.  Feet!!!!!   I have been very busy lately and have not blogged for a while, but this needed to be posted because........ just because. A goat was galavanting around the market while we were there and I honestly feared for its safety (and hoofs).  I lost sight of it so I hope that it did not meet with an untimely demise.  My husband is hispanic and he eats goat, so it may be in my trunk. Who knows............ 

From South Africa With Love,