After I moved to France I was so excited to finally get to taste all of the delicious food that I had seen on TV for years!
One evening while out to dinner I saw "Andouillette" on the menu and immediately ordered it.
In utter disbelief, Cornel turned to me. "You know what you just ordered, don't you?".
"Of course," I replied smugly. "A type of sausage, Emeril makes it ALL the time".
And then my meal came. Except the sausage I got looked nothing like the sausage I had seen for years on the food network.
And then something started whirling around my nose. I could see the smell rising from my plate and into my nostrils. It wasn't pleasant.
Surely it wasn't my sausage that was smelling like ass.
Cornel started at me as I cut my sausage to take my first bite.
The horrible smell intensified as the knife cut through the plastic like shell.
Saving my pride, I put the fork in my mouth and started chewing. I was fighting back the gag reflex. I couldn't believe it, the sausage actually tasted worse than it smelled.
"Well how is it?" Cornel asked with a smirk.
"Delicious", I replied and took another bite.
I tried to finish my sausage and save face the rest of the meal. I smothered every piece in Dijon mustard trying to coat the flavor to no avail.
I finished what I could and then pretended I was no longer hungry. Which wasn't really a lie since I could feel the sausage festering in my stomach.
It wasn't until later that I learned that Andouillette is a sausage made out of the intestines of the pig. Surely this isn't what Emeril is cooking every week.
I won't make that mistake again.