I have eaten strange things during my travels, including snakes, dogs, crickets and hairy spiders. Some good things and others that taste like chicken. Why do we always tend to compare the meat we just tried with the chicken?
I leave the question as rhetoric - if any reader knows please remove me from doubts - and I tell you that today I went through Andy's fascinating blog. A tramp who has been traveling the planet for 10 years and collects his thoughts in his hobotraveler.
Today he collected some photographs of his trip through Guatemala specifically in the Panajachel market. There he found grocery stores where they offered their customers some good pieces of alligator previously dismembered. Here you have some images to start salivating.