Who’s cuisine curious?

     I plead guilty to being someone who feels a strange need to taste food items that I have never tried before. On a scale of 1 to 100, I have been blessed 93.6 percent of the time.

     As I do not usually take photos of food, the above is about the only one we have in our many trips. It is a thoughtful room service meal provided by the Hotel Diana in Rome when we arrived late for lunch - our connections didn't connect well. I will say that we only focused on the fruit as ham and green beans are available in California, and the airline fed us before landing.

     I like haggis and I am unapologetic about it. The Scots do great things with the parts of animals we throw away.
     In England and Ireland I discovered black and white pudding. It is not like your mother's pudding. I really like it. I know what is in it. I still like it.
     I worked with some Chinese folks for a number of years and ate things which might have made me say "no" but then I didn't know what they were and liked them.
      Disappointed? Sometimes I think something might be better than to turns out to be. That can hold true in a hamburger joint in Chicago or in a backstreet pie shop in London. I like, by the way, steak and kidney pie.
      There is no question that I do not like donkey meat as it was served in Verona, Italy. I might like it as served in Caen, France. We shall see. I'm not sure about some things I have heard that people like, but it is likely that I will take a taste.
     I am cuisine curious. I'll try it, but I will not commit to seconds.