More Cock and Balls

We'd already eaten rooster testicles in Taiwan last year, but we encountered them again on a recent trip to Hangzhou. After a night out corrupting the youth with danger music and too much drinking, we hit a hot pot place with some local friends.



This always seems like a good idea. Fill the belly with food after drinking too much. But then, what to drink with the food? More beer!



We ordered a bunch of stuff -- vegetables, starches, meats, and cooked them in the large pot of boiling oily water. The table next to us ordered a plate of something weird I'd seen before -- chicken testicles -- so I had to challenge my friends and see if they were still drunk enough to agree it was a good idea to eat cock balls at 4am.



We ordered them and cooked them just right, so they were full of juicy goodness and not overdone. I prefer testicles medium-rare.



Read more about eating chicken sexual organs here.
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Public Durian Eating #3

We were back for our monthly party in Hangzhou, China, when we ran into some durian at a fruit stall. Hangzhou is one of the top domestic tourist attractions in China. Not many foreigners have heard of it, but it's an easy 1 and half hour train ride from Shanghai, and they've got a nice lake, hills to hike, tea plantations, and an enormous Buddhist temple to gander at. Marco Polo -- that hyperbolic nutcase -- once called Hangzhou the most amazing city in the world, and scores of old school Chinese poets penned odes to the lake. They should have penned odes to my favorite fruit, durian.

Oh Durian!



Me and my boys Zig Zag, a live electro band based in Beijing, found the durian, Joey Gu from Phogger took the pics.


Checking out the durian -- does it smell ??


People on elevator not too happy about the durian stink.


We cracked open the durian by smacking it on the pavement, very cavemen-like, rawww!



Then the durian was passed around -- either turned away in disgust, or eaten with lust and passion...



















Thanks to the Joy Luck Club of Hangzhou for letting us make a mess.



What's this all about? Check out Public Durian Enemy #1 and Durian Eating #2.

[Random Rant:] For some totally bizarre reason, they only have Bud Ice beer on the train. Who drinks this stuff?

Bunny Rabbit Heads

Hangzhou, China.

Remember that scene in 24 Hour Party People, when Shaun Ryder's character says "I don't want no bunny rabbit food" when he looks at the veggie food spread on Tony Wilson's fancy new table? Except he's got an accent and it sounds like he says "bully rabbi" instead. I wonder what the Happy Monday singer would say if we offered him a bunny rabbit head. Would he eat it?



That's what I was contemplating as I sat down with my DJ crew before our Antidote party in Hangzhou, China, and nibbled on some heads of rabbit. Rabbit heads are a popular delicacy in Sichuan Province, where they make their food spicy. The gamey rodent meat soaks up the spicy, oily juices, all tender and succulent. Lip-smacking good.



I wasn't sure how to get intimate with a rabbit cranium, so I went straight for the tongue. The tongue just sits there wiggling half limp between the open jaws of the bunny skull. Man, they've got big ol' chomper teeth! So I carefully kept the jaw parted and put the tongue in my mouth and pulled it out. A bit of rubbery resistance, but it came off easily. I chewed the tongue and swallowed. Then we took turns giving each other the head to nibble on. A couple of our groupies wouldn't give the head a chance, but the others sucked it up and enjoyed it. We gave them free tickets to the party.



Hangzhou has a couple good food streets. The rabbit heads we ate were on the very touristy Hefang Pedestrian street, not far from the West Lake. I was sad to see the restaurant that proudly proclaimed to be "Stephen Hawking's favorite restaurant" was no longer in business. We ate there years ago, and there were nearly 100 pics of Mr. Hawking on the wall.


DJ Ben Huang and DJ Ekki

The party was good. We brought the noise. The crowd danced and hollered and went wacky. Then some drunk fat guy, who said he was a VIP Customer, requested a 50 Cent song and wouldn't relent. The club manager took his side. Ah, the power of the VIP Customer in China. The Antidote doesn't take requests. So we took our party elsewhere.

Oh by the way, I dropped "24 Hour Party People" into my set that night, it still rocks every time.


Me acting all hip hop