Pat the Expat

This was not the first time I have tried crocodile meat. I still remember (more or less) the taste of the whitish meat that I believed was pork. On that day we were at a crocodile farm, my uncle-in-law was having a clear Chinese soup, and he offered some to me without any explanation. What I, an inexperienced ten-year-old kid perceived at that time was some tight meat with a plain taste. I asked him later if it’s a pork soup. Once he told me what kind of meat I just had, I wasn’t shocked or unnerved but amazed by the experience I just gained – It wasn’t bad tough. My second time having crocodile meat was twenty years later. A restaurant in an outskirt of Bangkok provided various kinds of dishes and crocodile sauté was one of them. As my boyfriend loves trying new things and he isn’t scared to try some odd things, I ordered this special menu for us. However, we were quite upset by its tasteless meat. I believed that the restaurant use a canned meat creating this dish. A few months