Ugh - haven't been able to look at an andouilette for the last 15 years or so. I'd quite liked them up until then, but then I had one at a restaurant in Les Halles which, frankly, tasted of bums. Never again.
Mustamakkara (the Finnish version of black pudding as mentioned above) is BRILLIANT, you heathens. There's a pub in Tampere called Plevna, which is a bit like Valhalla for engineers. And their mustamakkara, with a blob of cloudberry jam (yes, really), is one of my favourite things to eat in Finland.
I forgot to mention Hakarl above. (Icelandic fermented shark). My brother brought a jar back from a trip, and it's one of the only things I've been unable to get close enough to my face to eat. The smell on its own, like the wee of a very, very dehydrated and infection-ridden fisherman, is enough to make a grown woman weep.
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