4/30/2008

Shealy's BBQ and About a Pound of Gizzards...

For my brother's 21st birthday, my whole family went to Shealy's BBQ. Now, normally I'm up for BBQ anytime. But Shealy's is about 30-45 minutes away. So I wasn't as stoked as I would normally be. But because I love my brother, I went quietly into the night.

It's not a well kept secret that, every time I'm a passenger in an automobile, I fall asleep. I'm not sure why. It might be because my parents would take me for car rides when I wouldn't stop crying as a baby, and this is a subconscious remnant of my childhood. But it's probably because I have a sleeping disorder and get bored easily. So on the way to the restaurant, I fell asleep in the car. When i awoke, I was greeted by this...

A giant grain silo. I thought to myself, "I hope this food is worth driving all the way out into 1950's era farmland."

The food was good, but not great. I'm pretty sure I could have gotten food as good or better within five minutes of home.

Now, it's often been commented by my friends in CA that when I put up pictures of Southern food here on my blog, they could easily be mistaken for canine expectorant. Well CA friends, hold onto your pepto. Because what I'm about to show you grossed even me out.

As we were driving to Shealy's, my brother kept talking about fried chicken gizzards. I used to watch my dad eat these when I was a kid. They grossed me out then, but since I'm grown up now and pride myself on my culinary openness, I figured I'd explore the possibility of eating a... gizzard.

Here's my brother with a gizzard...

So I asked various members of my family, "What exactly is a gizzard?" No one could really give me a straight answer. Since I make it a practice to know as much as I can about a food before I put it in my mouth (like what body part of the animal it is), unless it's a youth ministry game, I decided to abstain.

This is a close up of a friend chicken gizzard. And here's a definition (from wikipedia) of what, exactly, a gizzard is:

Birds swallow food and store it in their crop if necessary. Then the food passes into their glandular stomach, also called the proventriculus, which is also sometimes referred to as the true stomach. This is the secretory part of the stomach. Then the food passes into the ventriculus (also known as the muscular stomach or gizzard). The gizzard can grind the food with stones that have been swallowed and pass it back to the true stomach and vice versa. Bird gizzards are lined with a tough layer made of the protein keratin, to protect the muscles in the gizzard.

Which means that if you eat a gizzard, not only are you eating partially digested or re-digested food, there's a good chance you're eating rocks used to grind the aforementioned food.

So in conclusion, there seems to be some Southern food that even I won't eat...

1 comment:

Julie Hibbard said...

Is there anything that is Barbequed on that plate? What the hell is all that? I eat ANYTHING and I don't think I'd eat any of that...
Please let me know when you are in town again. I would love to take you to Lucille's. REAL Barbeque and food that is not only delicious, but photographs much better.

PS Pee before you climb.