Not so fast on the tripe loathing

Not so fast on the tripe loathing

Dear Tripe Marketing Board,

I’m sorry, I’m so deeply sorry. For years I’ve maligned tripe with a certain glee and I recently discovered… I like … tripe. Yes, I know, I know, I owe you an apology. But I’m reeling and feel profoundly disoriented. What’s next? Boiled Brussel sprouts? Do you offer a recovery package for former tripe haters? Any advice on how to recover my equilibrium? Maybe you have a tripe welcome wagon parcel for former tripe haters.

Poster of a Victorian English pub selling tripe

It’s all tripe

I’m still in shock. For years I’ve loathed tripe. I tried it in the past and, well, let’s just say it wasn’t a pleasant experience. It sat on the plate like a honey combed sheet of elastic bands, threatening me. The scars ran deep from the experience. On the weekend, a friend offered me a small bowl of tripe in a tempting sauce. I held the bowl for a few minutes, gathering courage to eat it. It looked so good. Only the adventurous experience great foods so I braced myself and slurped down the first spoonful.

The tripe was delicate and melt in the mouth tender. Flavourful and wonderful. OMG, am I really writing an ode to tripe?

So, dear Tripe Marketing Board. Am I forgiven?



World Tripe Day is coming up – I blame Pepys

World Tripe Day is coming up – I blame Pepys

Ah yes, World Tripe Day is a thing. You might be one of those shaking your head in disbelief along with me. I mean… tripe? It’s one of those foods that you either love or loath. There doesn’t seem to be any middle ground.

But what about Pepys? Where does he fit in with World Tripe Day? Samuel Pepys is one of my literary heroes. My first introduction to the amazing Mr. Pepys was in a university English class. A professor talked about Pepys’ diaries and I toddled off to the library to find out more. Been hooked on him ever since.  The chance to talk about Pepys was too great a temptation to pass up.

I didn’t script anything before hand this time, just kind of rambled, stream of conscious style. I think that works better in some cases because I can make eye contact with the camera. I don’t do a lot of editing as a rule so you get me in all my meandering glory. Not because I’m lazy … ok, I am a bit lazy. But, I’d rather you hear me as my friends do – lots of hand waving, lots of eyeglass fidgeting and periodic bouts  of “hang on I’m thinking” moments.

Cover image from "And So to Bed" book by Samuel Pepys

My slightly battered, but much loved copy of And So To Bed.

The book I quote from is And So To Bed published by Bestseller Library. It covers the years 1660 to 1662. My edition was printed in 1959, and the print is really, really small. Not the best edition I’ve ever seen, but I have a soft spot for it because I paid a princely sum of $3.50 as an undergrad. Battered but still readable. You can find copies at ABEbooks.


So. Tripe? For or against. Leave a comment and let the tripe wars begin!

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