WARNING: NOT FOR THOSE WITH WEAK STOMACH
Growing up in the Philippines made my guts tough as leather. My early memories of my balut eating days is as vivid as and LED screen (Balut is a boiled duck embryo). My mom has to cover my eyes while I ingest the helpless unborn little tweety bird inside. I hated those nights. but I grew up, and it became a staple beer nibbler and it’s one of my secret weapon to induce an instant hypertension to my enemies (hahaha kiddin).
I was also trained …