Buchada Revisited

Today found us lunching in the hillside town of Gravatá, some 70 km inland from Recife. We ate at a small, but cute, place which boasted "Bread, Coffee and Regional Specialities". One of the specialties, of course, being buchada.... At some point in the meal, the buchada was removed from an individual plate and placed on the collective plate in the centre of the table. One of my eating mates carefully opened the stomach and everyone started carefully transfering pieces of the meal to their plates. The adventurous and empirical side of me was mightily tempted. The side of me which wrote the post linked to above, however, resisted....

Everyone else seemed to enjoy it!