On the way back to the resort, our driver pulled over to a roadside stand selling balut.

I think they got about a dozen of the delicacies for us to take back to the resort. We also stopped and got some Red Horse beer for the occasion.
It felt like Spring Break when I joined everyone in my sister's room to try the balut. My cousin explained how to prepare the balut for eating.
I tried to follow along, but I added too much salt and I am sure I was overthinking things. Or maybe finding the solid white chunk surprise (my cousin signed that it was the beak but it didn't seem to be attached) psyched me out.
The balut smelled like boiled eggs, which I really like and the flavor was good enough for me to get a couple of bites, but the feathers kept me from finishing. I didn't gag or anything, We didn't end up using the chicharron that my other cousin recommended. I wonder if that would have helped me to get over the texture. While I would recommend trying balut, I don't know that I need to try it again. I'm glad that we were given the opportunity.
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