Chicken Cooked in a Pig's Bladder (Chef Eric Frechon at Daniel)

Maybe I'm crass, but when I think bladder, I think pee.

When the bladder comes up in conversation, it's usually in the context of "my bladder is going to explode, please pull over" or "ouch, don't sit on my bladder, I just drank a liter of Coke." It's rarely: "Mmm, you know what would be delicious? Puffing up the bladder of a pig and cooking a chicken in it!" If someone said that to you, you might stare at them, mouth agape, wondering how quickly you might get to the nearest exit. Yet...