Apparently, the Vietnamese haven't read John Baptist Porta because they don't seem to "loathe" wine with cobras in it. Thanks JBelle
If the thought of noxious vermin in your alcoholic beverage makes you thirsty, you can order your own king cobra whiskey or scorpion wine (above) from Thailand Unique.
The screw-on caps give that touch of class.
Posted by: gail | January 24, 2008 at 02:51 PM
Yuuuuuuuum. Scorpeen wahn.
Posted by: Ana | January 24, 2008 at 05:43 PM
dammit, Gail. Was this necessary? the bad dreams just started to subside. You can say what you want about India, but they keep the damn snakes in baskets and out of the wine.
Posted by: JBelle | January 24, 2008 at 06:58 PM
Actually, a point of clarification here. No cobra wine as shown. From Ho Chi Minh to Hanoi, I saw it in narrow bottles, like a balsamic vinegar bottle, all the better to showcase the distinctive physique of the cobra. shudder. shiver. yuuuuuk.
Posted by: JBelle | January 24, 2008 at 07:00 PM
And there will be enmity between the woman and the snake.
Posted by: Ana | January 24, 2008 at 09:14 PM
I've had cobra wine in vietnam. I drew the line at eating a still beating snake heart that was offered though
Posted by: nursemyra | January 25, 2008 at 04:21 AM
You did not drink the cobra wine. YOU DID NOT DRINK IT. right? I think the Mariani has to be so much better. And yeah, I got invited to that beating snake heart party but I went and had my nails done instead. shiver.
Posted by: JBelle | January 25, 2008 at 07:26 AM