I flew to China to teach English in 2011.  I taught in a quaint, rural University with a nearby village called Majia.  I spent the first few months exploring, finding my way around the various vendors in the market place.  After being there for 4 months, I became adventurous.  Amongst the fish vendors, I noticed large frogs contained in a net.  What is the point of being in a new country without being adventurous?  What the hell.  I pointed at the frogs and held up one finger.  The vendor understood and pointed at the largest frog.  I nodded.  I was curious.  What does frog taste like?  With the skill of a hunter, the vendor grabbed the frog by it's legs and withdrew it from the net.  Interesting.  The vendor then wacked the frogs head on the concrete pavement.  The frogs eye's glimmered and faded.  The vendor then weighed and gutted the unconscious frog.  He promptly handed me the gutted, and what I thought was dead, frog to me in a bag.  `Ba kuai'  he muttered.  I handed him 8 kuia and left.  I peered into the bag and noticed the lifeless form of the frog.  I took a motorbike taxi back to the university.  With the wind in my hair and no seatbelt or helmet, it felt like I was king.  As I entered my building , I felt the plastic bag rustle.  I ignored it, thinking nothing of it.  The bag suddenly jerked.  I stopped, surprised.  the frog, which I thought was dead, had apparently come to life.  Obviously, gutting the frog didn't kill it.  Now, I am a quick learner, so I remembered what the vendor did.  I swung the bag and smacked it into the nearby wall.  Scared that the frog would still be conscious, I wacked the frog on the wall again.  I peered into the bag.  A still frog.  Good.  That's what I thought I had.  You'd be pleased to know that I entered my apartment with, for all intensive purposes, a dead frog.  How do you cook frog?  I don't know.  I decided to steam it whole, much like a fish.  I boiled the water and seasoned the fish with ginger and plenty of soy sauce.  The frog looked cute.  After 15 minutes steaming, the frog was cooked.  I peeled back the flesh from the frogs leg, took one taste and spat it out.  There goes 8 kuai! (roughly $1.60 NZ money).  The joys and sorrows of trying new foods - bu hao chi.