Never been a fan of sea cucumbers. Nope. Not one deep down bottom of the murky sea bit. Not as a pet, a food or a topic of conversation. I realize beauty is in the eye of the beholder and taster but these things not only look shiny and slimy, like some organ our ancestors once needed but we no longer do, even like something I would produce after a meal rather than eat during it, but also have a weird texture. But the one I had at Da Dong last night was… good. I didn’t end up taking the usual two nibbles and then hiding the rest under the napkin but ate the entire braised thin.
(Hat tip to Ricardo for the dinner invite)