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PETA-EAT-A-CRITTER DAY
It is time for the great feast. In Australia, anyway, where an abundance of delicious creatures await execution and consumption. Those in disadvantaged timezones must survive on forest sweepings until the appointed hour.
Please list all munched-on animals in comments. Bonus points if they are eaten alive.
mmm… Pork loin strips for breakfast…
Posted by richard mcenroe on 2005 03 14 at 11:20 AM • permalinkFor a long time I have been intending to try dolphin meat. However, I don’t think it is readily available in this part of Japan. I may have to make do with boring old whale. Perhaps I’ll cook up a whale chili.
Also, the perfect slogan for this event.
Posted by Drunk Fade on 2005 03 14 at 11:45 AM • permalink#4 Drunk Fade linky:
Ever get the feeling that vegetarians consider themselves morally superior to you? Like they think that not eating meat makes them so special that their shit doesn’t stink?
Well actually..because of that all that vegetation it stinks more than your average meat-eating Joe. Actually, I believe the humanoid grass-eaters are more flatulent as well.
On the eat a animal for PETA day-
I think a night on the town at Ruth Chris’ steakhouse is in order!Posted by Bucky Katt on 2005 03 14 at 11:52 AM • permalinkDrunk Fade —
They call him Flipper! Flipper!
Chunk Light in water!
No one in the sea
Tastes better than he…!Look for tuna cans with the Dolphin Safe label. They don’t tell you this, but what that really means is, “No dolphins were harmed in the printing of this label…”
Posted by richard mcenroe on 2005 03 14 at 11:54 AM • permalinkPeople for Eating Tasty Animals-
Rat on a stick tonight at my place.
Posted by Mystery Meat on 2005 03 14 at 11:55 AM • permalinkI’ve got this hankering for smelt; they are salt water fish (the variety I grew up with on the Puget Sound, anyway), maybe 3-4” long. You catch them with a net on the shore, and throw them into a handy bucket or 5.
Then you gut ‘em (there ain’t much), and cut the head off. Dip in batter, deep fry, and YUM!!
That’s not alive, but then, I prefer my meat cooked. Vegetables can be cooked or raw, depending on the type and menu. Silly, I know, but it’s called a “omnivorous diet”.
Posted by The_Real_JeffS on 2005 03 14 at 12:18 PM • permalinkI’m afraid I’ve nothing to report at the moment since it’s still Lent and I’m fasting. However Easter is just two weeks away and I haven’t decided whether to serve Beef Prime Rib or Roast Pork Loin for our dinner. I’m taking suggestions as to what wine will go best with either of these dishes.
Posted by Sonetka's Mom on 2005 03 14 at 12:23 PM • permalinkPregnant people are advised not to eat any Bicknell’s Thrush, an elusive but delicious finger bird found only on Vermont mountaintops, because of elevated mercury levels in its feathers. [url=http://story.news.yahoo.com/news?tmpl=story&cid=1894&e=5&u=/ap/20050312/ap_on_sc/mercury_birds]http://story.news.yahoo.com/news?tmpl=story&cid=1894&e=5&u=/ap/20050312/ap_on_sc/mercury_birds [/url] (you have to copy and paste the link as text into your browser window. Go ahead and click on it, you’ll see I was right. The tim blair referral part makes you unwelcome almost everywhere
Bleary—if you think that upsets them, try it with a golden retriever.
mmmm, aso, that’s good eatin’...
Posted by richard mcenroe on 2005 03 14 at 02:21 PM • permalink“I believe the humanoid grass-eaters are more flatulent as well.”
Ooooh - evil greenhouse gases! It’s our duty to eat animals and fart less!
Sonetka’s Mom: if you can’t decide between the prime rib or pork loin, why not have both? I strongly suspect that Sonetka’s Dad would approve.
Posted by Urbs in Horto on 2005 03 14 at 02:32 PM • permalinkBacon for breakfast.
Fruit & mushroom/barley soup WITH BACON for lunch.
I suspect dinner will be the rest of that rare roast beef in the fridge - but it could be chicken kiev. :-D
Tomorrow - tuna day!
Posted by Barbara Skolaut on 2005 03 14 at 02:53 PM • permalinkRare roast beast for lunch, juicy burger for dinner. Fish tomorrow, and all the meat scraps I can find. PETA must be apoplectic over the Atkins Diet.
Posted by Gary from Jersey on 2005 03 14 at 03:02 PM • permalinkLet’s ban Chimps for eating Monkeys,
Let’s ban Lions for eating Gnu,
Let’s ban every bloody animal,
And Let’s Ban PETA Too!They will start with tears re mulesing,
And move on to our menu,
Next it’s veggies we’re abusing,
There’ll be nothing left to do.So let’s get that little sheep
Who hung around elections too,
And we none of us will sleep,
Until we’ve drawn and quartered ewe.Let’s Ban PETA for the Farmers,
Let’s Ban PETA through and through,
Let’s Ban PETA till it hurts,
And All Enjoy A Great Big Stew.Dairy Queen used to make a sandwich which consisted of a patty of hamburger, a slice of roast beef, ham, chicken, turkey, and bacon. Topped with a slice of cheese, mayo, mustard, and pickles.
Once I watched my 16 year nephew eat one with relish. Late at night, when I’m a bit malnourished, I often think about that sandwich. In commemoration of this day, maybe I’ll finally buy one.
Posted by wronwright on 2005 03 14 at 04:26 PM • permalinkPlease list all munched-on animals in comments.
I had a lovely rack of lamb chops for lunch :D
Bonus points if they are eaten alive.
The appetizer was a dozen oysters straight out of the Gulf of Mexico, with a nice hot sauce and a bottle of Corona :D
Posted by mamapajamas on 2005 03 14 at 04:30 PM • permalinkI’d say the most exotic thing I’ve eaten is alligator-on-a-stick (not as big as it sounds) courtesy of some exotic-foods restaurant which had a booth at the Taste Of Chicago. It was nice and spicy, though a little stringy; I don’t think there’s such a thing as white meat of alligator. And in Russia I once went to a small-town cafeteria with the most wretched food in existence; only went there because there was nowhere else within fifty miles open to the public. They had what looked like hamburger patties, which turned out to be a ground liver-tasting substance which had somehow gotten large slivers of bone shot all the way through it. Who knows what I was actually eating; I was afraid to ask and would probably have just gotten the generic “Meat” answer anyway. That place was weird, anyway; the only place in Russia that serves bad tea. That’s just wrong.
JeffS - I loved smelt when I was little! Then I got older and suddenly couldn’t stand them anymore. Maybe I should try them again - it’s been a while. Ah, memories.
Rhhardin - Is there no end to the oppression of pregnant women? First we can’t eat shark and swordfish, now we are deprived of Bicknell’s Thrush. If my child is born underweight, I’m suing, dammit!
It was forest sweepings for breakfast but I am not working on a yummy soup with various assorted forest sweepings and ham! Tonight in honor of the day I will see but we are going to see some friends off to the Filipines so I would guess all sorts of meaty treats will be on hand.
Someone said smelt! They are good we have ‘em in Lake Michigan and catch ‘em by the bucketload in the spring with various nets.
Posted by Marcus Aurelius on 2005 03 14 at 05:35 PM • permalinkSonetka, don’t worry about Bicknell’s Thrush; t hey only found mercury in the feathers, and who eats feathers? ;)
(Liver with bones it in, BTW? Only in Russia.)
And Gerry, I will be looking out for the wine list. Much thanks.
Posted by Sonetka's Mom on 2005 03 14 at 05:36 PM • permalinkWell, I started the day off with a nice plate of bacon and eggs. And tonight I fully intend to celebrate PETA Eat-A-Critter Day with some authentic Kansas City barbeque at my local Gates franchise. (Gates’ roast beef and ribs are just to die for. Too bad you can’t get it outside the KC Metro area…)
BWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
I once ate a fair portion of a live lobster. Then I noticed that its little eyes were waving about on their stalks and it was trying to get up and walk away. Horrified, I called to the waitress, “This poor bloody lobster isn’t dead yet!” She came and covered its head with a red napkin as though that should fix the problem. I insisted that she take it away, plunge it into a pot of boiling water and make soup with it. Later on the RSPCA took steps to prevent restaurants serving sashimi quite that fresh.
If you want to eat a lot of animals in one sitting you could try salmon in green ant crust. Pee Wee’s at the Point (or whatever it’s called these days) used to do that. Apparently the ants have a lemony tang.
Remember this from the Simpsons?
Burns: Some men hunt for sport, others hunt for food,
The only thing I’m hunting for, is an outfit that looks good…See my vest, see my vest,
Made from real gorilla chest,
Feel this sweater, there’s no better than authentic Irish setter,
See this hat, ‘twas my cat,
My evening wear - vampire bat,
These white slippers are albino African endangered rhino.Grizzly bear underwear,
Turtle’s necks, I’ve got my share,
Beret of poodle, on my noodle it shall rest,
Try my red robin suit,
It comes one breast or two,
See my vest, see my vest, see my vest.Like my loafers? Former gophers,
It was that or skin my chauffeurs,
But a greyhound fur tuxedo would be best,
So let’s prepare these dogs,
Mrs. Potts: Kill two for matching clogs,
Burns: See my vest, see my vest,
Oh please, won’t you see my vest.
I really like the vest.Get me a turducken, with a side order of mandarins delight- turducken does not involve coprophagia, but includes three whole birds and a few other critters for the sausage stuffing, and as for the side order, the only way to contract kuru without resorting to cannibalism. bon appetit’.
I’ve been waiting for this day to arrive for about a month after a farmer friend of mine told me about it!
When I buy my meat I go to a wholesaler near to where I live and virtually have half the carcas cut down and bagged. On the last occassion the butcher did the first cut on the t-bones to establish what thickness I liked. The first piece was about two inches thick, just a little too thick for me but I thought to myself I’ll keep it for “eat-a-critter” day. I saw it on the top shelf of the fridge defrosting only 15 minutes ago -aarrrrgggg!!
My plan for this evening is as follows:
remove the velvet from the antlers of the fallow deer I took on my last hunting trip and then setup the bbq to eat that juicy thick t-bone and provide my family with a sumptuous feed of animals.Posted by Hank Reardon on 2005 03 14 at 08:25 PM • permalinkBreakfast was kangaroo. OK, I lie—it was Skippy cornflakes. BUT I had milk and yoghurt on them, and laughed at the suffering of those poor dairy cows doomed to a life of forced lactation.
Lunch is leftover lamb (in chunks) and HeartSmart silverside (also in chunks) with salad.
Dinner will be chicken—and none of that mamby-pamby free range stuff either! This is your genuine steroid and antibiotic force-fed bird! My two daughters when they were younger (6 and 8 years old and 36C and 38DD respectively), love the way I cook chook. It never hurt either of them.
Had crocodile on a stick once in Sydney. You know what I’m going to say, don’t you? “Tasted like chicken”.
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Parks and wildlife ranger is in the middle of the bush when he spots a bloke sitting at a campfire. Pulls over for a chat. After a few minutes he notes, with horror, the partially eaten remains of a platypus in the campfire.Outraged, he grabs the bloke and slaps the ‘cuffs on, ignoring all his pleas.
They eventually front court, where the accused explains to the judge that he’s never been in trouble before, never done anything like it before, had absolutely no idea the platypus was protected, and is prepared to voluntarily donate $5000 towards a court-nominated wildlife rehabilitation program.
Impressed with the man’s sincerity and taking into account that it’s a first offence, the magistrate orders no conviction be recorded and lets the man go free.
As the man is about to leave the courtroom, the judge calls him back.
‘We’re all curious, so tell me’, he says. ‘What exactly does a platypus taste like?’
The man thinks for a moment.
‘Well, your honour’, he says at last. ‘I’d say it’s somewhere between quokka and dolphin.’
Chicken soup for lunch. A grilled ham and cheese sandwich and a hardboiled egg for dinner. (Hey, I can’t afford steak right now.)
Posted by Andrea Harris, Administrator on 2005 03 14 at 09:05 PM • permalinkAndrea,
You should have mentioned your unfortunate plight to us all a little earlier.
I personally would have been prepared to chip in a few dollars so you were able to chow down on a steak of gargantuan proportions just like I will be.
Plan to out do yourself next year.Posted by Hank Reardon on 2005 03 14 at 09:15 PM • permalinkTonight my wonderful husband is fetching me a nice takeout twofer-a gyro sandwich containing a savory blend of ground beef and lamb.
I understand that armadillo tastes like, you know, chicken. I haven’t tried it. But I can say with authority that fried rattlesnake reminds me of fried catfish, and as for mountain oysters-well, you just just gotta deep-fry the shit out of them so you can’t tell what they are.
I was going to dine on horse but I honestly don’t think I could eat a whole one. So I ate a jockey.
Little bugger was delicious. And that’s the last time he’ll pull the whip on a nag I’ve invested my hard earned on.
Posted by Peter Hoysted on 2005 03 14 at 09:23 PM • permalinkAnyone in the Boston area should get over to Danny’s Bar, and wrap their laughing gear around one of these- what would be really classy would to get them to ditch the salad in the bin, and opt for double meat.
Scoffing sentinent beings is thirsty work- you might like to wash down whichever of Gaiea’s miracles you’re scarfing on with something from the drinks list. I can reccomend the pork nog.
Well, darn. I was a day (or two) early and a lot of dollars short. I went to the Sunday brunch at our local hotsy-totsy hotel yesterday, and had (if I remember right) beef, turkey, several varieties of fish, crab, lobster, many forms of pig (bacon, ham, sausage), and chicken. I might have polished off some othere species but I haven’t recovered fully from my stupor yet.
Former Geelong footy coach Bob-bee Davis on hearing a few years back that the club was millions in debt: “Golly, what are they serving at the president’s lunch: larks’ tongues in aspic?’‘
Anyone ever tried said dish?
Aboriginal mate once cooked me echidna…mmm, nice. Emu thigh and bacon rissoles are tasty. Ditto, picked and smoked eels.And for a note from the other end of the spectrum, according to the LA Times, marine biologists at a CA aquarium expressed surprise that the great white shark they have in captivity is killing the other fish in the tank…
Posted by richard mcenroe on 2005 03 14 at 10:38 PM • permalinkHank: I do have Paypal! And as far as I’m concerned, every day is an eat-an-animal day. Meat: it does a body good.
Posted by Andrea Harris, Administrator on 2005 03 14 at 10:56 PM • permalinkSo far I’ve had some bbq chicken (gotta love Red Rooster), some Thai beef sausages (I assume ‘Thai’ applies to the spices rather than the nationality of the beef) and I have an enormous t-bone steak to put on the bbq this evening…it’s a pity kangaroo steaks are hard to find in Canberra.
Posted by Art Vandelay on 2005 03 14 at 11:09 PM • permalinkI just bought a half-leg ham, which I will gorge on this evening; whatever’s left I’ll marinate in Guinness and bunb on the barbeque. We’re usually flat out getting more than a week out of a six kilo ham, between two of us (one of which is on a low protein intake). I can’t imagine ever perching in front of the tv and munching on a slice of pumpkin, and a toasted eggplant sandwich sounds disgusting.
Remember- Hitler was a vegetarian. Dibs on the first Godwin!Lunch: Tasmanian scallops
Dinner: baa-baa curry
Posted by David Morgan on 2005 03 15 at 12:17 AM • permalinkTo celebrate IEAAFPD and my sixth anniversary in Costa Rica, I am going to eat a humongous lump of grass-fed beef tenderloin. It’s about $10 a kilo here so I can really push the boat out. I think fried chicken for lunch wouldn’t go amiss, either. But what about breakfast. Bacon and sausages, I suppose.
Posted by David Gillies on 2005 03 15 at 12:21 AM • permalinkI’m going across to Longgang (an industrial town in Shenzhen - just across the border from Hong Kong) this afternoon. I’ll make a special point of visiting the snake restaurant near the factory. I’ve never had the snake there, but just because PETA piss me off I’ll have one killed and drained of blood right in front of me.
I can reccommend the scrub python if they do it like the snake joint at Chang Rai- you need a fair sized party though, because the buggers won’t croak one for only two people. Here’s a hint for a bonus- see if you can order one that’s just eaten a beagle, you get extra points for endangered species/cuteness.
Hanyu,
yeah, its on Lamma, home of all those who move to a city like HK and then chill out in an ashram with about 10 dogs as company.
‘Bobsy’, (thats seriously his name, he sent a letter to the press signed, just that way), has become a bit of a capitalist, serving up mother natures non flesh based goodies to the more well heeled in Mid Levels, believe it or not. I went with friends who took the piss out of the place the whole night, the menu is a riot. Lots of mocking to be had, even the beer’s ‘organic’.
Belconnen market.
Roo Fillet is usually available there.
Thanks Alan, I will check it out!Posted by Art Vandelay on 2005 03 15 at 02:10 AM • permalinkAnd I know it’s late, but tomorrow I’m gonna go to Hooters for the buffalo wings and get ALL my incorrect freak on…
Posted by richard mcenroe on 2005 03 15 at 03:05 AM • permalinkok. i had crab omelette for lunch, ie dead crustaceans and unborn chicken foetuses. will update after tea. r/
Posted by Lucky Nutsacks on 2005 03 15 at 04:23 AM • permalinkyou bet,
What did you eat while you talked? :)
Posted by mythusmage on 2005 03 15 at 04:48 AM • permalinkI once had a very enjoyable meal at a restaurant on the outskirts of Niarobi named Carnivores. You paid a set amount and they kept the meat coming until you surrendered. Sampled in no particular order, giraffe, zebra, various members of the antelope family and water buffalo ... I drew the line at elephant.
For dessert, jelly and custard; the jelly/o’s made out of rendered hooves and horns sourced from cruelly dismembereed ruminants, custard from milk removed forcibly from cows kept pregnant to make them lactate and eggs produced by debeaked battery chooks, who after a brief, brutal life and saturation with antibiotics are mechanically rent apart and saturated in grease for consumption by obese morons. Enjoy. (A real carnivore would garnish with bacon bits).
mmm… roast pork for dinner - bde bde that’s all folks!
Posted by Lucky Nutsacks on 2005 03 15 at 06:32 AM • permalinkahem, thanks blogstrop. that’ll teach me to drink and type.
Posted by Lucky Nutsacks on 2005 03 15 at 06:39 AM • permalinkBreakfast : Cuppa Tea
Lunch : Half a Barn-laid egg, avocado & beansprout sanger.
Afternoon tea : A bite of my son’s sausage roll, but I’m not at all sure which animals (if any) were in that.
Dinner : Thai Chilli Chicken, with Burritos. Seconds of same. 2 Green Plums and a dozen seedless grapes for afters.
I’m all for the ethical treatment of animals, the problem I have with PETA is that they’re not so much for Animal Rights, as against Human Rights.
Time for some boshintang. Nothing like canine soup.
Posted by Tommy Shanks on 2005 03 15 at 07:30 AM • permalinkhmmm dunno how to do these link things
http://www.rathergood.com/fishy/OK, I have to ask : How many Colossal Monsters were in it?
1 lb? That’s 400g, right?
May I refer you to a previous comment on this site?
OK, I have to ask : How many Colossal Monsters were in it?
I could tell you, but then I’d have to kill you.
1 lb? That’s 400g, right?
I don’t speak metric, but judging by that previous comment, yes.
May I refer you to a previous comment on this site?
I’d love a 3lb burger, but living as I do in the People’s Republic of California, it’s probably against the law. (And whatinhell’s beetroot and what’s it doing on a burger?) ;)
“It may indeed be doubted, whether butcher’s meat is anywhere a necessary of life. Grain and other vegetables, with the help of milk, cheese, and butter, or oil, where butter is not to be had, it is known from experience, can, without any butcher’s meat, afford the most plentiful, the most wholesome, the most nourishing, and the most invigorating diet. Decency nowhere requires that any man should eat butcher’s meat, as it in most places requires that he should wear a linen shirt or a pair of leather shoes.”
(Adam Smith, Wealth of Nations)
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