On Eating Horse

Sep 12 Long before the Soviets brought their scripts and their shame, the horse had already been here. Why Kazakhstan consumes its national symbol. “Being Kazakh was a shame,” they say in unison. I am in the back of a car with Kanat and Zhanar, an ex-civil servant couple who had traded Astana for their own farm, Taldy farm, an hour outside Almaty. We are heading there now on the A3 highway, passing the rolling hills and Chinese construction sites, the radio murmuring in Russian. Continue reading Access this and all our other premium articles by joining our membership program. Plans start at $6.50 per month and include twice-weekly digital features, access to in-person events, and more. Northern Italy CDMX Sri Lanka All Trips Up Next The Chicken Prophet of Guangzhou