Thanks, now I had to read all 9 pages.Animal cruelty, vegans, and trolls
The first time I saw balut was an interesting situation. I was in the Navy and a distant relative of mine, whom I'd never met, just happened to work on the temporary side of my barracks as a house keeper. She saw my name on my uniform and started up a conversation. She's full blood Filipino, btw. She invited me to Thanksgiving dinner to meet some more of my family. Instead of turkey and the fixins, there was whole prawn, steamed crab, pancit and balut. She started pealing one until she found the embryo, sucked it out whole and then went on to eating the rest of the egg.

But after growing up on the coast with a crab net in my hand and marsh mud between my toes, I'll take any crawling crustacean steamed or boiled alive. Dipped in vinegar with a sprinkle of Old Bay.

Now I'm homesick.
