Screaming Shrimp!

Over the Christmas my uncle told me a story...
One of his co-workers had recently been to visit their company in China ... After several days of being served traditional dishes and delicacies (one of which was comprised of three sparrows pinned to a board, feathers, beaks and eyes intact). He suggested to his host that perhaps, on their fourth night, they might eat something more 'western'. The host ordered a shrimp dish for him. When the meal arrived, a tureen was brought forth, filled, apparently, with dark blue-black liquid; and then, with mingled horror and amazement, the bowl emitted a high-pitched shriek.
It was, as promised, the shrimp dish. The liquid was a mixture of vodka and squid's ink - the shrimp were alive in the bowl, but slowly marinating from their insides out. Watching closer, the shrimp could been seen surfacing briefly. And the shrieking? - the shrimps' last breaths.