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Eating on the Hoof

One summer when I was younger, I took a trip to the Gambia in West Africa. I started in the capital. I was hungry from my flight, so I wanted to get straight in and grab lunch.

I toured the side streets until somebody pulled me into a small shack. They presented me with a stew containing mysterious lumps of some kind of meat.

The flavours were strong and unusual, but I decided to eat it anyway. The lumps were chewy. But I was hungry, so I finished the whole dish. At the end, I asked my host what I had eaten.

Cow's hooves, he replied.

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