Joy and Gluttony, Travelling and Poking About

Eating pigeon in Egypt

September 1, 2016

I don’t eat weird things. I’m not Super-Adventure-Girl when it comes to food and sampling the local cuisines in the places I travel.

You won’t find me at the Hokitika Wildfoods Festival scoffing testicles. I told escargot to go somewhere else in France, frogs’ legs too can take a leap.

I wasn’t interested in sampling some guinea pig in South America, especially once I saw photos with the paws left on. Call me one of those sterile city slickers with no idea about where food actually comes from, but I like to have the paws removed from my food before it gets to my plate.

I don’t envision myself ever sampling dog, whale, puffin, tarantula, crickets or anything else that you probably won’t find in a cardbook book entitled “barnyard animals”. Heck, I can’t even stomach the thought of oysters. One time at a school barbecue a kid ate a huhu grub and I blurghed for days. Yeech.

Somehow though, I ate a pigeon. I mean, it kinda seems safe. They even serve it in London – in fact I have it on good authority that a restaurant overlooking Trafalgar Square used to serve it. You could watch the little wastrels scampering around while you munched their brethren. Pigeon sits in that little zone of creatures that people eat when chicken isn’t quite fancy enough. Quail, pheasant, poussin, what have you. Well, perhaps I used some mental gymnastics to elbow it into the “not quite a chicken” category.

Stranger still, I ate pigeon in Egypt. Now, we did stay at a resort in Egypt and it was rather nice. There were big brochures filled with elaborate ice creams and sundaes that were thrust in our direction everywhere we went, for example. But we were warned multiple times by the staff and everyone around us not to drink the water. We became so paranoid about the water that we only drank Coca Cola from the can – also it gave us a kick to see the branded “Coca Cola” logo down the side of the can in Arabic. Small things, huh?


The resort. Not too shabby. Also, I’ve obviously Photoshopped my hair in the bottom right photo and I can’t remember why. Now I need to dig out the original photo coz the need to know is killing me.


In this state of heightened paranoia about everything, I’m not sure why we ordered the pigeon one night, on a whim. To be fair, we only ordered one to share. We weren’t completely bonkers.

It was ok. It was quite tough and  you had to work for your food, generally poking about the carcass searching for the little meat that was available. Wouldn’t bother eating it again unless I knew the chef was awesome, but totally edible. That’s my official food blogger verdict.

However, as this happened in the days before food blogging we didn’t bother bringing our camera to the table. So I have no evidence. The pigeons still knew, however.

As we continued our journey into Europe they scowled at us with their beady little eyes. They dive bombed us in public squares. One attempted to shite bomb Mark as we left a London train station. By the time we journeyed across to New York it was getting ridiculous. We had to call a truce.

And that is why now, wherever we go, whatever we’re doing, we always make time for a pigeon photo shoot. If we take the pretty pictures they may just leave us the fuck alone and forgive us.

New York, Empire State pigeon

Pigeon posing on the Empire State Building in New York



Manchester pigeons, getting rowdy



This post is part of the Travel Link Up. Join in by adding your foodie travel post to the widget on  Angie‘s, Jessi‘s, Emma’s or Tanja’s blog before 7 September 2016.

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  • LOL! I’m no adventure eater either:)) I hope the pigeons will stop bothering you… :))

  • Well, pigeons are almost as big as chickens, so it kinda makes sense to eat them. Not that I’ve ever tried it! I’ve eaten roasted quail once and I admit it was delicious! I loved your comment ” I told escargot to go somewhere else in France, frogs’ legs too can take a leap.” Very well said!

    P.S. You can thank @tanjatheredphoneboxtravels:disqus for helping me discover your amazing blog!

    • P.S. 2 I have the same problem with older travels, it was in the days before blogging so I wouldn’t take photos of food either 🙁

    • Hehe, thank you. Quail is lovely and I will be sure to thank Tanja 😉

  • I think I’ll stay clear of eating pigeon in the future, personally. However, your new look on the site is A+++++ love it! x

    • I think I’ve had it once in London with a proper chef, it was fine. Not blog worthy, but fine 😉

  • Clare Thomson

    haha! I quite liked pigeon meat mashed up with almonds in a pigeon pastille in Morocco – it didn’t really look like pigeon, thank goodness!

  • That is one of the best Pigeon fancier, I mean connoisseur collections I’ve ever seen..
    Loving the new blog look!

  • I think you need to collate your pigeon photography. It would make a great coffee table book – I think it would make the pigeons happy.

    • Oh, we have SO MUCH OF IT. Pigeons from every place we go. We probably have a good collection of squirrel pics too…

  • I was fine with this post until the pigeon pictures, then my bird fear kicked in. SCARY WING-Y BASTARDS. I’d be quite tempted to try eating pigeon, just to say I’ve tried it more than anything I think…!

    • Haha, the pigeons don’t scare me, I just hope they don’t poop on me. If you try eating pigeon in London you should be fine 🙂

  • Your blog has had a makeover – me likey! I’m really similar with food Frankie. No interest in oysters, frogs legs, escargots. Also like my food to look like food and not like animal on a plate. I’m embarrassed to say that even things like crab and lobster which I do actually like, I still like to have on my plate only once the claws and things have been removed. Once it no longer looks like a crustacean (or whatever family it belongs to), then I’m good to go!

    • YES! This isn’t a science lesson, I’m not here to dissect anything. Just give me food that isn’t looking at me 😉

  • I had wood pigeon on a whim once too. The meat was already taken off the bone and spiced with nutmeg. I really rather liked it!

    • Yes, when you don’t have to work your way through the pigeon just to get the meat it’s not bad XD

  • Literally laughed out loud reading this… “The pigeons still knew” 😂

  • I’ve heard a lot of people tried pigeon in Egypt. I’m not sure I could do it–but I DID try guinea pig in Ecuador! I didn’t hate it but I couldn’t get over the shape haha 😉

  • Fredrik ate pigeon in Egypt too and to me it sounds just like when my dad decided that quail is a great dinner choice and we spend ages trying to get little bits of meat and never feel full after.

  • Whatudidntknow

    Hahahhahaha! You have a very entertaining way of writing! 🙂

  • I love your blog make-over. Super chic! This post has reminded me how much I’ve missed lolling away at your posts Frankie, need to have a good old catch-up 🙂

    Polly xx

    • Ooooooh I know what you mean! I have so much of blog reading to catch up on, yours being one of them. Taking time away to upgrade my site really left me out of the loop 😉

  • My dad has shot them and cooked them up, and yeah, not much meat on those suckers considering some of them look quite robust.