what's for dinner? why, a camel's hump!

As the guy was cutting up what was essentially a giant, solid lump of fat, I found myself a bit grossed out by the cartilaginous, "fibrous tissue" noises that the hump was making as the chef's blade sliced through it. And I kept wondering, as the chef sliced the hump into smaller and smaller bits, just how small of a portion would be considered edible. I mean, the thing was pure fat. In the end, though, the final dish made sense. And in typical fashion for that part of the world, the meal involved a toroidal, pizza-ish bread painted with egg and sprinkled with black sesame seeds. That bread is great when it's fresh.