Published on December 13th, 2010


Sheep’s Head Anyone?

Then there was the legendary Djemaa el Fna night market in Marrakesh, Morocco.  An astounding array of strange foods.  How I ended up with a plate of chopped sheep’s head (we’re talking bones, nostrils, eyeballs, younameit, I watched them chop it!) I’ll never know.

Oh yeah, with a side of sheep’s brain.

Suffice, While I’m a most adventuresome eater, when they served me the plate of noggin vittles, I barely tasted it and had to stop.

But the best part was – the waiter who took away my plate gave the leftovers to a passing beggar.  So at least it didn’t go to waste!

About the Author

Off-the-beaten-path travel is my passion,and I’ve always lived life “like-a-kid-in-a-candy-store” – eager to sample as many flavors as I can. Indeed, my life motto has long been: This ain’t a dress rehearsal, folks!

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