I have vivid memories from my childhood. One of the things I remember most vividly, is having dinner at Cherry Court Lodge in Dunedin, where my Dad worked from around the time I was born until I turned five. I still recall having frogs legs for dinner. I don’t know why I liked them so much, but it might have had something to do with the attention I got when I selected it off the menu.
Fast forward 30 years, and I was having dinner in a nice French restaurant in Berlin, so I figured I’d tackle that age old delicacy which I hadn’t tried since those early years. It still tastes pretty good. There aint much meat on those bones though. It’s probably fine for a four year old, but this 34 year old needs a lot more than frogs legs to fill his puku these days