|This is Styela clava fresh from the sea. I do not want to eat that.|
|A pile of Styela clava ready for cooking. This is turning my stomach right now.|
|Boiling makes it no more appetizing. This could only be less sexy if it were fermented and/or pickled.|
One was sufficient for myself. What did it taste like? Hard to say; it's like trying to define replace without saying replace. I'll just say it tasted like a hermaphroditic tunicate filled with fluid and something hard in the middle, so if you're curious you can just imagine trying to eat a waterlogged human thumb what's been tanned and boiled to shoe-leather.
Quail eggs and kimchi pancakes for lunch today, though. Not bad.