Halfway home, he spied a lizard crossing the road and quickly turned off the truck, whipped out his sling shot, alertly, quickly, and silently leaped out of the truck to find a rock, then in one smooth movement sent the rock hurtling toward the lizard, still ambivalently sunning itself in the middle of the road.
It was a direct hit to the head of the lizard, stunning it long enough for Victor to tie it up, still alive, to bring home and later have his wife cook for lunch. Though this lizard was definitely on the small end of what I’ve seen Salvadorans eat, Victor claimed the small ones have tastier meat.
Salvadorans usually eat lizard meat fried in a pan with oil and chunks of tomato with a mix of spices. It definitely doesn’t taste like chicken…or fish, or pork, or anything else. I don’t know how to describe the taste—I guess you’ll just have to try it for yourself.
Oh Max, I thought the worms and parasites you wrote me about were gross...but just thinking about the description of what lizard tastes like might have outdone that.
ReplyDeleteOh yum . . . next thing you will be writing us about is the new craze in El Sal, Lizard on a Stick. Maybe item will be seen next year at the State Fair - fried no doubt. Might have some marketing resistance to deal with but we can handle it. Hope you are staying high and dry in all the deluge. Hang in there. Love ya, dad
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