More meat. I had some roast duck yesterday in Chinatown so I made roasted duck. Not Chinese style (Peking!), which I love the best, but a regular one, straight up. Mom and I went to eat at a little hole in the wall because I told her that I wanted to learn to love innards. Erm....this is going to take awhile :-/. I felt like I was nibbling on something I shouldn't have been. Like a corpse!! I started with a Chinese porridge that contained stomach, pancreas, and various other tidbits. I can eat chicken hearts and gizzards, but this shit was INTENSE. Please, Andrew Zimmern, my new true love (sorry Anthony), give me strength!!!