I ate a horse. On accident.
My friend Ina (Garten- and YES, I consider her a friend though we've never met) raves about the picnics she makes for her and Jeffry (Garten- her wonderful husband) when they're traveling. What's good enough for Ina is usually excellent for me.
Except that my picnic was sabotaged by my own failure to read labels- I accidentally bought and ate horse meat :( Dislike. Actually, I liked it, until after I ate it and realized what it was. I thought I was eating very lean prosciutto.
I was sick all day.
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