Jokes & Humor

Even today, the Eskimo displays very little gustatory qualm. Near Fort Chimo, Quebec, I was offered a snack of, I thought, crowberries. One taste told me the truth. They weren’t crowberries, but caribou droppings cooked in seal fat. I declined any more. The man who offered them to me shrugged and continued to pop them into his mouth like salted peanuts.

– from the introduction to “A Kayak Full of Ghosts Eskimo Tales”, gathered and retold by Lawrence Milman