Any other meat

When in Korea . . .

I ordered a plate of shredded dog meat along with a dog-meat stew. Once the food arrived and I looked down at what I ordered, thoughts of my grandmother’s incredibly cute shih tzu (named Geegee) starting dancing in my head and I began to feel nauseous.

A slight panic then took over because I couldn’t think of a way I could leave the packed restaurant with a legitimate excuse. I also didn’t want to look like a big wimp to my friends and relatives who would later be asking me how it was.

So I kept telling myself that I got this far and this would be a one-time experience. It also helped, somewhat, that the shredded meat looked like a Peking duck dish that you could order at a local Chinese restaurant back home in Canada and the stew just looked like any other meat-based stew.

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