The Victorian artist/poet Dante Gabriel Rossetti had a real thing for wombats and kept some as pets at his home in London...

O how the family affections combat
Within this heart, and each hour flings a bomb at
My burning soul! Neither from owl nor from bat
Can peace be gained until I clasp my wombat.
- Dante Gabriel Rossetti, 1869

I used to get canned meats of all sorts and take them to work to share with a friend/coworker. She worked in the reprographics department (large-scale camera and film developers, making negatives for printing projects) and was often the only one there, so we'd convene in the cool and quiet with my latest find and sample alligator, rattlesnake, what have you. Best one: musk ox.

I'm also partial to the canned baby octopus I find at the 99 cent store. WHOLE, teeny tiny baby octopus. My husband leaves the room when I crack open one of those tins.

By the way, the fish balls shown at the link are likely NOT to be the Asian variety suggested in comments, seeing as the brand is "King Oscar" -- that's probably the Scandinavian sort, more like a really fine-textured and miniature gefilte fish. Last brand I bought had cod and tapioca prominently listed in the ingredients.

It's a pity with all the furor over embryonic stem cell research that more people aren't aware of medical advances like this made via adult stem cell research. My husband's type of leukemia is now treatable because of such research.

One of the features of my wedding reception was an array of soft drinks ... one each of over 100 different brands/flavors. Many were bought at Galco's Soda Pop Stop - check out www.sodapopstop.com . (I'm told that the cucumber soda - Mr Q. Cumber - was surprisingly refreshing.) I'm partial to birch beers, myself - like root beer, but with a subtle to pronounced wintergreen tang depending on the brand.