Sunday, January 23, 2011

Candy of the North

I watched him slowly and methodically cut open the carcass. His hands moved with the surety that only comes with experience. As I gazed up at him, I shivered with anticipation as his knife slid into the eye socket and deftly removed the glutinous, very round, black globe that once held sight. It slid sideways down the face, still attached by its optic nerve and its sheath. With a quick flip of his wrist, the knife slit the tentative join permanently. Shyly pleased and with a gap-toothed grin, he handed me this gem after giving it one more little slit on the side - the candy of the north.


  1. Have you tried this treat yourself? I'm quite in awe of people who find eyeballs to be tasty, as of course, the whole idea makes me squeamish.

  2. Well, Barb, I have had seal meat, whale blubber, moose tongue, muskrat and many other northern delights but seal eyes I have yet to try. Would I ever? I don't know if I would but I am alternately intrigued and revolted by the idea at the same time.

    I really get it when you say "EWWWWW", Cathy. A part of me says the same thing!