Paul Pena, the throat singer we were documenting, qualifies as an honored guest, so we were bummed. First, Paul has no teeth, and second, we are vegetarians. So this was something different. Everytime we would see sheep we would drop our heads since we knew that we would be eating their bloody guts lightly boiled. So basically, it was blood and guts.
Women take the shit out of the intestine and braid the guts to make it look neat.
Men cut up the sheep and drain its blood to let it coagulate. The 'han' feels like you are chewing an innertube full of gelatinous body fluid. I tried to eat the least amount I could. One piece of it was the size of a sausage on an Egg McMuffin. I would chew the thing for a long time, and it just wouldn't go down.