BS: Inuit cooking

Subject: RE: BS: Inuit cooking
From: Peace
Date: 08 Mar 09 - 03:10 PM

Allow me to rephrase that. The meat is not rolled in cigarette papers or put in pipes and then smoked. It's dried over a low slow fire and sunlight. THEN ya roll it in papers and smoke it.

Subject: RE: BS: Inuit cooking
From: bobad
Date: 08 Mar 09 - 04:01 PM

A research project I worked on in the late 1980s found a high incidence (>30% in the case of Toxoplasma) of parasitic infections among the native population of northern Quebec. Although it was not reported, preliminary investigation led us to believe that the most likely vector was caribou.

One interesting bit of information that emerged during the study which pointed out the need for involving cultural anthropologists when dealing with communities that have significantly differing cultural practices, was the question of consuming raw meat. When asked if wild meats were ever consumed raw, the answer was no but it was later learned that meat, once having been frozen, was not considered to be raw.

Subject: RE: BS: Inuit cooking
From: gnu
Date: 08 Mar 09 - 04:02 PM

Moose Draw? Ain't that in Saskcatch... Saskach... out west?

Subject: RE: BS: Inuit cooking
From: gnu
Date: 08 Mar 09 - 04:09 PM

Well, bou eat some nasty shit out on the tundra and even below the forest line... worse than moose. BTW, my old man told me deer (whitetails) and moose would not drink standing water. I have seen them both drink from puddles in woods roads.

I cook the works really well.

Subject: RE: BS: Inuit cooking
From: bobad
Date: 08 Mar 09 - 04:14 PM

The caribou migration takes them to the northern edge of the boreal forest and it was suspected that that was where they were picking up the parasites, most likely from eating grass contaminated by foxes, which are carriers.

Subject: RE: BS: Inuit cooking
From: Skivee
Date: 08 Mar 09 - 06:05 PM

One of artifacts in my shrine to the Franklin expedition is a book from 1910 called "Adventures In The Artic Regions". It's a decidedly nonscholarly collection of tales from 18th and 19th century explorers.
My favorite chapter descibes a hilarious clash of cultures as a group of British sailors and officers, while searching for Franklin, are feted by a clan called the Tuski.
[please pardon the following run-on sentence. I'm trying to reduce 3 dense pages into a paragraph]
The Tuski chief pulled out all the stops for his honored guests: frozen raw fish ( discribed as horrid), a huge lump of blubber (foul)covered in a green moss (which turned out to be undigested caribou ruminant, boiled seal (tough to the point of being nearly uncutable), whale skin(inner layer having a custardy texture and a taste a bit like coconut), Caribou meat. The sailors noted that successive courses were more palatable than the previous.
The rude reception the sailors gave the first courses nearly started a fight. By the end, one of them muttered "If only they had brought these things out first!
Ultimately most food is disgusting except for the disgusting food you were raised on.