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The VGT Omnivore’s One Hundred

I saw this on Silly Little Mischief and decided to try it instead of writing about American Theological Liberalism (the pre-1905 section).

1) Copy this list into your blog or journal, including these instructions.
2) Bold all the items you’ve eaten.
3) Italize out any items that you would never consider eating.

1. Venison
2. Nettle tea
3. Huevos rancheros (but I think I would like them)
4. Steak tartare
5. Crocodile 
6. Black pudding
7. Cheese fondue
8. Carp
9. Borscht
10. Baba ghanoush
11. Calamari
12. Pho (I don’t know what this is, so maybe I have?)
13. PB&J sandwich
14. Aloo gobi
15. Hot dog from a street cart
16. Epoisses
17. Black truffle (I’ve had truffle oil, though. Yum.)
18. Fruit wine made from something other than grapes 
19. Steamed pork buns
20. Pistachio ice cream
21. Heirloom Tomatoes
22. Fresh wild berries
23. Foie gras
24. Rice and beans
25. Brawn or head cheese
26. Raw Scotch Bonnet pepper
27. Dulce de leche (Double yum.)
28. Oysters
29. Baklava
30. Bagna cauda (I didn’t know this was how it’s spelled, but yum.)
31. Wasabi peas
32. Clam Chowder in Sourdough Bowl
33. Salted lassi (Hmm.  Had lassi, but not salted.)
34. Sauerkraut
35. Root beer float
36. Cognac with a fat cigar (Guh-ross.)
37. Clotted Cream Tea (Um, I think this is more than one item/ a meal, but I’ve had it.)
38. Vodka Jelly/Jell-O  (Seriously?)
39. Gumbo
40. Oxtail
41. Curried goat
42. Whole insects-covered in chocolate! (I’ve eaten insects, but without the chocolate.)
43. Phaal 
44. Goat’s milk
45. Malt whisky from a bottle worth $120 or more 
46. Fugu
47. Chicken tikka masala
48. Eel
49. Krispy Kreme original glazed doughnut
50. Sea urchin
51. Prickly pear
52. Umeboshi
53. Abalone
54. Paneer
55. McDonald’s Big Mac Meal
56. Spaetzle
57. Dirty gin martini
58. Beer above 8% ABV
59. Poutine 
60. Carob chips
61. S’mores
62. Sweetbreads
63. kaolin
64. Currywurst
65. Durian
66. Frogs’ legs
67. Beignets, churros, elephant ears or funnel cake (all of the above!)
68. Haggis
69. Fried plantain
70. Chitterlings or andouillette
71. Gazpacho
72. Caviar and blini
73. Louche absinthe
74. Gjetost or brunost
75. Roadkill
76. Baijiu
77. Hostess Fruit Pie
78. Snail
79. Lapsang Souchong
80. Bellini
81. Tom Yum
82. Eggs Benedict
83. Pocky (Yes!  I forgot what it was, but I love it!)
84. 3 Michelin Star Tasting Menu (I don’t know what the ‘tasting menu’ means, but I’ve been to starred restaurants.)
85. Kobe beef
86. Hare
87. Goulash
88. Flowers
89. Horse
90. Criollo chocolate (?)
91. Spam
92. Soft shell crab
93. Rose harissa
94. Catfish
95. Mole poblano
96. Bagel and lox
97. Lobster Thermidor
98. Polenta
99. Jamaican Blue Mountain coffee
100. Snake

Interestingly, the foods I haven’t eaten yet easily became foods I think I won’t eat.  

I would like to make a meal out of my favorites: baklava, dulce de leche, pocky, paneer, s’mores, chicken tikka, hot dog from cart, and cheese fondue.  My birthday is coming up…it could be a non sequitur feast!

Okay, on to Gary Dorrien.


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Reading aloud


I just came from my first class: 7th and 9th century Israelite prophets.


Straightaway, the professor handed out two pages of Hebrew text.  He asked us to go around, read aloud, and translate if we could.


Oh, my.  I was totally unprepared. Like–I’ve been working on my Greek, and French.  My Hebrew is too, too rusty.  With time and preparation, I can get ready to do that, especially if I can work on a text on my own. But on the spot? In front of my classmates?  I was the worst reader.  Seriously: of everyone who read, I was the worst.  I got through four words before I gave up my turn.

All through grade school, I was the best reader.  I adored reading aloud, and teachers would let me read pages at a time, not paragraphs, because I read well.  I have always been able to read.  It’s a skill I absolutely take for granted, absorbing text (in English) at breakneck rates, and memorizing it for later.

How interesting to suddenly be in the child’s position, the dunce’s, the bad boy’s in the back of the room.  I could not read.  There were several words I could not pronounce, having forgotten some of the characters.  A girl next to me was near-silently whispering some of the words to me, to help me out, to keep the flow going, so the teacher wouldn’t notice my ignorance.  I used to _be_ that girl, whispering to an awkward seatmate, trying to keep the teacher from realizing we all couldn’t read.

It’s interesting to come at sacred texts in this way.  If I believe God truly wants us to come to God like a child does—doesn’t this mean I should race through a text, slamming the book shut, saying to myself, “I know what this means.  This is the parable of x, and it means that we should y.”  Truly, in Hebrew and Greek, I am syllable at a time, character on mouth, finger underlining as I go….  Painful, blushing, ashamed that I can’t go faster.  I think /roash/ means “breath,” or is it “wind’?  “Spirit”?  What might it mean here?  Where have I heard it before?  Slow. Down.  And.  Look closely.  Wait for the meaning, you don’t have it already.

It’s a great posture for meditation, and for considering my position in the face of so much unknown, but it still feels terrible to be sweaty-handed in my seat, unsure of even where my line begins.

And so begins the semester.

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