Mexicans leave nothing. Literally. And much as I love Mexican food there are just a few things that I can’t stomach.
The first thing I found not quite to my palette was a jelly like white lumpy food, which I at first took to be a vegetable of some sort. It turned out to be part of a cows foot. I stopped eating directly upon receiving the info!
Today Paola’s mum, who’s visiting for a couple of weeks, had for dinner something I really couldn’t stomach. Chicken Feet Soup. And no, they aren’t just put in to add flavour, they are eaten!
The Mexile 