I'm not shocked anymore at the things that turn up on my table when I dine with Vietnamese mates. I do get a slightly nervy rush, however, when I put these 'bits of stuff' to my lips. I say 'bits of stuff' because sometimes I'm not sure what I'm eating.
Lips? Grass? Belly-buttons? Eyes? Arseholes?
Let's have another quiz!
What are the ingredients on this plate, devoured not so long ago at a bia hoi restaurant?