The butcher's aisle at Coles or Safeway is all styrofoam and clingwrap, tidy cuts of pink and red product, with nothing resembling an animal in sight.
The butcher's aisle at the main market in Luang Prabang, by contrast, affirms the fact that meat indeed emanates from living beasts with teeth and flesh which bleed and die. Perhaps my grandmother, who grew up in times when we westerners were not so fussy about which animal bits we consumed, could identify the head above and suggest what could be done with it in a kitchen. I can't.
These gelatinous blood cakes shine with an odd allure. They, too, look manufactured and far removed from their origins. Of course, the colour gives them away. I know what can happen here. They are divided into smaller clumps and added to soups in the region or diced and stir-fried with vegetables. Strangely dull and inoffensive, I have to report.





I must admit I never tried the blood cakes but they do look amazing in the market. how dissapointing to hear how dull they are. I guess I'll stick to blood sausage.
Posted by: Ed | 23 January 2008 at 05:27 AM
the meat looks like sheeps head...or lamb
Posted by: drifter | 25 January 2008 at 10:15 PM
Respect. Honour the death of the animal by not wasting a scrap of it. Give me that over the supermarket crud any day. Hope you had a Banh Pate Chaud in lieu of a Four and Twenty on Australia Day;-)
Posted by: stickyfingers | 28 January 2008 at 11:53 AM
Thanks to this post, I successfully identified the blood dish that I was served tonight. I am forever grateful to you and your blog.
Posted by: db88 | 26 March 2008 at 10:55 PM