I’ve recently returned from America where, among other things, Dani and I went to the wedding of two of our best friends. On the day of the wedding, the groom’s uncle continued a family tradition by taking the groom and 30 or 40 of his closest male kith and kin out to lunch. While there I had the great pleasure of encountering a new (to me) Southern dish:
A quite spicy (but not obscenely so) Jalepeno pepper, stuffed with shrimp, wrapped in bacon and deep fried on a stick.
I managed three, but should probably have stopped at two. Fantastic. I only wish I’d had the sense to take a photograph.
What the fuck do you even call something like that? Shiva on Hippoback?
The anti-Jew?
(It is missing a glass of milk to go with the bacon, mind)