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	<title>Comments on: The Day I Ate Rubber Bands</title>
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		<title>By: Vegan Girl</title>
		<link>http://www.junkdrawerblog.com/2008/06/the-day-i-ate-rubber-bands.html/comment-page-2#comment-62631</link>
		<dc:creator>Vegan Girl</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 07 Jan 2010 14:55:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>OMG! As a vegan I read this and just hearing about the tripe and the soup they turned it into nearly made me sick. I really can&#039;t think of anything more horrible to eat.. OK.. I suppose I can... but I&#039;ve certainly never eaten anything as gross as this. You really have my sympathies in having to endure it.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>OMG! As a vegan I read this and just hearing about the tripe and the soup they turned it into nearly made me sick. I really can&#8217;t think of anything more horrible to eat.. OK.. I suppose I can&#8230; but I&#8217;ve certainly never eaten anything as gross as this. You really have my sympathies in having to endure it.</p>
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		<title>By: misspiggytoes</title>
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		<dc:creator>misspiggytoes</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 29 May 2009 13:48:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>High school boyfriends always make us do things we don&#039;t want to do right down to our food consumption. Mine drove me home threatening to break up because I couldn&#039;t eat this awful piece of ham it looked like he was cutting straight from the pig&#039;s back. We even had a dramatic phone conversation about it later.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>High school boyfriends always make us do things we don&#8217;t want to do right down to our food consumption. Mine drove me home threatening to break up because I couldn&#8217;t eat this awful piece of ham it looked like he was cutting straight from the pig&#8217;s back. We even had a dramatic phone conversation about it later.</p>
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		<title>By: Catbert</title>
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		<dc:creator>Catbert</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 16 Apr 2009 06:08:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Actually, I kind of like tripe.Whenever I&#039;m in Tokyo they have some great grilled tripe at yakiniku restaurants. Still, I konw how you feel. I personally will not be eager to try this one out:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0ijf5vAko4o</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Actually, I kind of like tripe.Whenever I&#8217;m in Tokyo they have some great grilled tripe at yakiniku restaurants. Still, I konw how you feel. I personally will not be eager to try this one out:<br />
<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0ijf5vAko4o">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0ijf5vAko4o</a></p>
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		<title>By: RPO</title>
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		<dc:creator>RPO</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Jun 2008 18:44:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Im Italian and grandmother Lovvvess to try to feed me tripe.. no way!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Im Italian and grandmother Lovvvess to try to feed me tripe.. no way!</p>
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		<title>By: john</title>
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		<dc:creator>john</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 12 Jun 2008 12:25:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I accept bedraggled albino hair, gray eyes and actual anemic skin. And a few dispersed freckles all over my body. Can anemic be pretty, or do you accept to be tan?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I accept bedraggled albino hair, gray eyes and actual anemic skin. And a few dispersed freckles all over my body. Can anemic be pretty, or do you accept to be tan?</p>
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		<title>By: Kathy</title>
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		<dc:creator>Kathy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 09 Jun 2008 23:25:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Don -- They really need to warn patrons, don&#039;t they. &quot;Tonight we have a fine selection of testicles. You like testicles, don&#039;t you?&quot; Good Lord!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Don &#8212; They really need to warn patrons, don&#8217;t they. &#8220;Tonight we have a fine selection of testicles. You like testicles, don&#8217;t you?&#8221; Good Lord!</p>
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		<title>By: Don</title>
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		<dc:creator>Don</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 09 Jun 2008 02:37:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My first trip to New York was when I was 19.  I met up with a couple of guys I had met at a journalism workshop back in high school (one from the city, one from Ohio, and little old me from West Virginia). We wanted to eat a Mama Leoni&#039;s, but it was closed, so we went to a Thai restaurant across the street. 

Of course we got yelled at by the waiter when two of us tried to order the same thing, so we each ordered something different, including appetizers.  My friend from Ohio ordered the barbecue beef balls.

Only after we&#039;d popped one in our mouths and began chewing did we realize that they were not MEATballs.  They were rubbery and chewy.  I don&#039;t remember the flavor.  I don&#039;t remember swallowing it, either.  I just remember being glad we didn&#039;t order the &quot;barbecue beef stick.&quot; 

Really glad.

&lt;em&gt;Don&#039;s last blog post..&lt;a href=&#039;http://donva.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-almost-got-robbed.html&#039; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;I Almost Got Robbed!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My first trip to New York was when I was 19.  I met up with a couple of guys I had met at a journalism workshop back in high school (one from the city, one from Ohio, and little old me from West Virginia). We wanted to eat a Mama Leoni&#8217;s, but it was closed, so we went to a Thai restaurant across the street. </p>
<p>Of course we got yelled at by the waiter when two of us tried to order the same thing, so we each ordered something different, including appetizers.  My friend from Ohio ordered the barbecue beef balls.</p>
<p>Only after we&#8217;d popped one in our mouths and began chewing did we realize that they were not MEATballs.  They were rubbery and chewy.  I don&#8217;t remember the flavor.  I don&#8217;t remember swallowing it, either.  I just remember being glad we didn&#8217;t order the &#8220;barbecue beef stick.&#8221; </p>
<p>Really glad.</p>
<p><em>Don&#8217;s last blog post..<a href='http://donva.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-almost-got-robbed.html'>I Almost Got Robbed!</a></em></p>
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		<title>By: Kathy</title>
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		<dc:creator>Kathy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 07 Jun 2008 18:26:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Lauren -- Yes, there&#039;s a delicate line between being respectful and eating something just because it&#039;s been served to you. I guess the older I get, the less likely I am to do the latter. 

themotherboard -- Oh God. I once went to an outdoor wedding reception where they had an entire pig on a spit. I spent the whole time positioning myself so I wouldn&#039;t have to look at it. I think all I ate was wedding cake. Ugh.

Susan -- Oh, you poor thing! I don&#039;t even want to know why their tripe is so shiny. I can&#039;t look at it. Love their post title, simply: Gag. Yeah, that says it all!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Lauren &#8212; Yes, there&#8217;s a delicate line between being respectful and eating something just because it&#8217;s been served to you. I guess the older I get, the less likely I am to do the latter. </p>
<p>themotherboard &#8212; Oh God. I once went to an outdoor wedding reception where they had an entire pig on a spit. I spent the whole time positioning myself so I wouldn&#8217;t have to look at it. I think all I ate was wedding cake. Ugh.</p>
<p>Susan &#8212; Oh, you poor thing! I don&#8217;t even want to know why their tripe is so shiny. I can&#8217;t look at it. Love their post title, simply: Gag. Yeah, that says it all!</p>
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		<title>By: Susan</title>
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		<dc:creator>Susan</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 07 Jun 2008 17:21:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>So this post makes the second blog post I&#039;ve read in the last month about tripe.  Your picture isn&#039;t quite as good (good meaning disgusting) as this one, though.

http://theburghblog.com/2008/05/15/gag-2/

&lt;em&gt;Susan&#039;s last blog post..&lt;a href=&#039;http://rightbrainmusings.blogspot.com/2008/06/dog-day-at-park.html&#039; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Dog Day at the Park&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>So this post makes the second blog post I&#8217;ve read in the last month about tripe.  Your picture isn&#8217;t quite as good (good meaning disgusting) as this one, though.</p>
<p><a href="http://theburghblog.com/2008/05/15/gag-2/">http://theburghblog.com/2008/05/15/gag-2/</a></p>
<p><em>Susan&#8217;s last blog post..<a href='http://rightbrainmusings.blogspot.com/2008/06/dog-day-at-park.html'>Dog Day at the Park</a></em></p>
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		<title>By: themotherboard</title>
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		<dc:creator>themotherboard</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 07 Jun 2008 15:11:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I went to someones home for dinner, and they pulled out an entire Cow&#039;s HEAD  that they had slow roasted inside the oven for us to pick on and eat. Yeah. It was exactly the way you picture it... I got sick.
I have had tongue tacos, and brain tacos. Tongue was good, brain-- eh. not so much.

&lt;em&gt;themotherboard&#039;s last blog post..&lt;a href=&#039;http://wheredidiputthat.blogspot.com/2008/06/all-things-nerdy.html&#039; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;All things nerdy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I went to someones home for dinner, and they pulled out an entire Cow&#8217;s HEAD  that they had slow roasted inside the oven for us to pick on and eat. Yeah. It was exactly the way you picture it&#8230; I got sick.<br />
I have had tongue tacos, and brain tacos. Tongue was good, brain&#8211; eh. not so much.</p>
<p><em>themotherboard&#8217;s last blog post..<a href='http://wheredidiputthat.blogspot.com/2008/06/all-things-nerdy.html'>All things nerdy</a></em></p>
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		<title>By: Lauren</title>
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		<dc:creator>Lauren</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 07 Jun 2008 00:29:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I can&#039;t list the most disgusting things I ate... on your family friendly blog ;-) 

BUT...Mom always taught me never to eat anything I didn&#039;t like just to please another.  I know culturally it pisses some off.  Too bad is what I was taught.  She was forced to eat so much in her home and got fat, and it stuck with her.  It was a promise she made to herself never to do that to her kids. :-)

&lt;em&gt;Lauren&#039;s last blog post..&lt;a href=&#039;http://canubapartofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/06/candid-carries-friday-foto-finish.html&#039; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Candid Carrie&#039;s Friday Foto Finish Fiesta&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I can&#8217;t list the most disgusting things I ate&#8230; on your family friendly blog <img src='http://www.junkdrawerblog.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';-)' class='wp-smiley' />  </p>
<p>BUT&#8230;Mom always taught me never to eat anything I didn&#8217;t like just to please another.  I know culturally it pisses some off.  Too bad is what I was taught.  She was forced to eat so much in her home and got fat, and it stuck with her.  It was a promise she made to herself never to do that to her kids. <img src='http://www.junkdrawerblog.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':-)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p><em>Lauren&#8217;s last blog post..<a href='http://canubapartofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/06/candid-carries-friday-foto-finish.html'>Candid Carrie&#8217;s Friday Foto Finish Fiesta</a></em></p>
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		<title>By: Kathy</title>
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		<dc:creator>Kathy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 06 Jun 2008 22:52:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Craft Junkie Barb -- See, the thing about calamari is it was so encrusted with breading that I almost didn&#039;t taste the squid itself. Plus, I&#039;m sure I dunked it in marinara sauce or something. For all I knew, it was a chicken finger.

Chris -- I&#039;m glad Fear Factor is dead (it&#039;s dead, right?). I could never watch people try to shove some disgusting thing (some still living) down their throats. But dangle many thousands of dollars in front of me, I might just get over it.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Craft Junkie Barb &#8212; See, the thing about calamari is it was so encrusted with breading that I almost didn&#8217;t taste the squid itself. Plus, I&#8217;m sure I dunked it in marinara sauce or something. For all I knew, it was a chicken finger.</p>
<p>Chris &#8212; I&#8217;m glad Fear Factor is dead (it&#8217;s dead, right?). I could never watch people try to shove some disgusting thing (some still living) down their throats. But dangle many thousands of dollars in front of me, I might just get over it.</p>
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		<title>By: Chris</title>
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		<dc:creator>Chris</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 06 Jun 2008 20:59:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Must have been love.  It&#039;s amazing the things people learn to eat.  Like an episode of Fear Factor.  I can&#039;t even bring myself to watch those people eat that stuff, let alone be the person swallowing.

&lt;em&gt;Chris&#039;s last blog post..&lt;a href=&#039;http://foolishmumbles.com/2008/06/04/the-very-best-digital-slr-cameras/&#039; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;The Very Best Digital SLR Cameras&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Must have been love.  It&#8217;s amazing the things people learn to eat.  Like an episode of Fear Factor.  I can&#8217;t even bring myself to watch those people eat that stuff, let alone be the person swallowing.</p>
<p><em>Chris&#8217;s last blog post..<a href='http://foolishmumbles.com/2008/06/04/the-very-best-digital-slr-cameras/'>The Very Best Digital SLR Cameras</a></em></p>
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		<title>By: Barb (aka Craft Junkie)</title>
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		<dc:creator>Barb (aka Craft Junkie)</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 06 Jun 2008 20:12:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I actually grew to love tripe when living in Mexico...but calamari?  OH NO!  No rubber bands for me, please.  LOL

&lt;em&gt;Barb (aka Craft Junkie)&#039;s last blog post..&lt;a href=&#039;http://craft-therapy.blogspot.com/2008/06/no-timelike-present.html&#039; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;No Time...like the Present&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I actually grew to love tripe when living in Mexico&#8230;but calamari?  OH NO!  No rubber bands for me, please.  LOL</p>
<p><em>Barb (aka Craft Junkie)&#8217;s last blog post..<a href='http://craft-therapy.blogspot.com/2008/06/no-timelike-present.html'>No Time&#8230;like the Present</a></em></p>
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		<title>By: Kathy</title>
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		<dc:creator>Kathy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 06 Jun 2008 14:47:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Bucky -- Yep. Just like the soles of your sneakers. Yum!

sand -- Only the best tripe for the ones you love!

My Bug Life -- So glad you find tripe delicious. I know people who eat it regularly absolutely love it.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Bucky &#8212; Yep. Just like the soles of your sneakers. Yum!</p>
<p>sand &#8212; Only the best tripe for the ones you love!</p>
<p>My Bug Life &#8212; So glad you find tripe delicious. I know people who eat it regularly absolutely love it.</p>
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