Over the weekend went to visit some old friends of mine and my wife. They came here from Russia ages ago, became citizens, opened a very successful restaurant and ran it for years until they recently retired. Along the way, they preserved their culture in the food they served. Some, that they didn’t offer on the menu, they serve when friends come to visit.
Foods, like what, you could well ask. I would describe some of them if I knew what they’re called. My wife, being Russian born, knows all the names and such, and eats it all with gusto. So, back to the weird food topic I started.
On Sunday morning, our friends pulled a jar of preserves out to go with breakfast. Through the jar, I could only make out dark inside contents that looked like small blackberries. I dug in for a small serving and noticed it wasn’t made from blackberries. I put some on my toast and downed it. Not bad. Turned out the blackberry-looking things were small pine cones. Yes, actual, tiny pine cones pummeled into a preserve by hours of stewing, in water and plenty of sugar.
How did they taste? Mostly very pleasant with a slight under-taste of pine sap. Sound gross? Yes. It really wasn’t and if you ever run across them, I recommend you try a couple. Even though I did find them pleasant, I’ve a ways to go before I cultivate a craving for the taste of pine sap. They sent a jar home with us, so now I have an 8 ounce, lifetime supply of pine cone preserves.
So what’s your foray into unfamiliar, or, “I’ll never eat that again,” food?