Going back many years, before I had discovered Greece. I was staying at a youth hostel in Luxemburg. Over a meal of some sort of stew, I was chatting to some Belgian fellow hostellers (I was living in Belgium at the time). I was explaining the English expression "as hungry as a horse". Horsemeat was something that I would never (knowingly) eat. My fellow diners looked bemused. "But we are eating horse."
My appetite vanished like a lead weight.
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