I ate "scrapple" once and it was delicious. Maybe it was cooked better?

I was visiting my ex's relatives in Philly and one insisted that I come with them to a diner before I left. "You have to try scrapple, but I won't tell you what's in it till you do" grin.

I agreed without hesitation. I'm Creole. I'm from the swamp. I eat spicy-hot boiled hard-shell roaches, and raw mud-snot still in their teetees for flavor, and alligator assholes and rice in pig guts. Anything can taste good if you season it right, and if it doesn't, it's not worse than things I love already.

The scrapple I had was delicious. It was also the most seasoned thing I had eaten up there. It wasn't "spicy", but there was a wide variety of spices and it was extra peppery. It tasted like very fatty/greasy, slightly sweet, peppered breakfast sausage. She told me what was in it while i was eating it, looking all mischievous. Then I gave her the above line about my heritage, laughed, told her that just makes it more amazing, and kept eating.

She looked both slightly disappointed and filled with admiration. She loved it too, and I think I gave what was for her a shameful delight, a little more power and pride.

I'd eat someone's favorite mud if it tasted good, and my guts would probably be stronger for it, gaining flora they have been missing for at least two generations.