Assorted nummies at the Gage Street Wet Market, situated all around our hotel.
I didn’t post some of the more graphic photos, but let’s just say the fresh meats make even the most obdurate carnivore (read: me) a little queasy.
Incidentally, the dark egg-shaped things are indeed eggs – rotten and ready to sup on. I haven’t mustered up the nerve to try them. I hear they taste “nutty” inside. But maaaaaan, they’re syrupy and black inside and I just can’t go there yet.