Tasted like spaghetti. Then a fish died on my tongue.
In Sweden's defense, it is not how Kalles Kaviar was intended.
Yesterday I went to a 'traditional' craw fish feed. Actually It was an international potluck, but the Swedes brought the craw fish. They also demonstrated, several times, how to eat them properly. I didn't follow. Just a lot of cracking and sucking and ' Jackie, stop eating the brains, '-ing. . .
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