I've always been of the opinion that one shouldn't favour animals when it comes to eating. Why's one good for food and another not? With this in mind I'd said I'd eat dog if ever the opportunity arose. After watching a program on TV though, where in Vietnam the dogs were treated pretty badly, I decided I probably wouldn't eat any dog once I got there.
Unbeknown to me though it's not only Vietnam that eats the stuff and one evening in the jungle town of Pakbang, Laos (halfway through a two day ferry ride down the river Mekong) I asked the lady what she was grilling and she said "Dog". I thought I must have misheard her but she pointed at one of the street dogs to confirm and I had to oblige, hoping the bad living standards were Vietnam only.
I've read a lot about folk eating dog and it's never been too positive, always moaning it's fatty and chewy. Maybe I got a pedigree though as it was fantastic, a thought shared by the other 5 people who also cracked on (I didn't expect everyone we'd ended up travelling with to be so game). It was lamb-like in both taste and fat content, the meat was dark and tender and any fat not unplesant, especially after a good barbecuing. The stuffed dog intestines were heavy going though, even if the strong lemongrass flavour suggested the filling was there on purpose I couldn't disassociate it from the other dark filling intestines usually have. Weak of mind I know but true.