Well… not quite. But there was dog, snake, grasshopper and tiger!
Eaten willingly. Journaled in his autobiography… without regret:
“With Lolo, I learned how to eat small green chill peppers raw with dinner (plenty of rice), and, away from the dinner table, I was introduced to dog meat (tough), snake meat (tougher), and roasted grasshopper (crunchy). Like many Indonesians, Lolo followed a brand of Islam that could make room for the remnants of more ancient animist and Hindu faiths. He explained that a man took on the powers of whatever he ate: One day soon, he promised, he would bring home a piece of tiger meat for us to share.” Chapter Two, Dreams from My Father: A Story of Race and Inheritance.
Was dog jerky served at the Beer Summit? That would be a teachable moment, no?