“What’s that?” my friend asked, pointing at a bubbling pot full of black soft lumps of unidentifiable food.
We were at the Elephant Gate night food market in Chiang Mai with Coco, our tour guide for the evening. Coco paused and considered my friends question, not knowing that his answer was going to land me in some serious shit.
“Umm it is sausage”.
“What type of sausage?” my friend asked, looking at me with growing contempt.