Profile: Chin Go Gae
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ME: Beth, the soup she so very very salty.
Beth: What do you mean? Not too salty. I can definitely taste that strong goatmeat flavour.
Me: So very tender the meat. I long to hug it. Delicious! I once had cabrito while living in Texas. So very very tender. But this…so salty! Why so salty.
Beth: Not salty. Hey! Are you alright?
Openly I wept into the bowl. These tears I cried for my goated brethren, fine, cute gentlemen that taste so so good yet look so cute while alive. How is it I have no problem eating beef spleen and neck of pork, yet goat bring me to this unflattering state?
My soup so salty. My belly so full. My soul so black. Shakespeare said it best in Hamlet:
Who would goats bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscovered country, the succulent soup from whose bourn
No goat returns…
Chin Go Gae
A Jonathan Gold Joint
3063 w. 8th
