... from the Daily Mail:
Rat stir fries and owl curries hardly sound like the stuff you would serve your friends for dinner. But surprisingly, Jonathan McGowan's exotic roadkill dishes are a big hit with his guests.
The 44-year-old bachelor has lived on a diet of roadkill for the Past 30 years to avoid buying meat from the supermarket. He has shunned pre-packaged meats and instead dined on mice, moles, hedgehogs, pigeons, crows and gulls...
Thursday 13 October 2011
One for Dearieme...
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Moles? Notoriously vile - I don't believe him.
Having tried gannet, I'm not sure about him and gulls (plural), either. Completely disgusting.
I suspect if he did try it, it was only the once.
wv: vomin
He started when he was 14?
See, VAT is voluntary after all!
Australia is the place for roadkill cuisine.
http://www.travelblog.org/Photos/412807
Natures little speedbumps...He sounds like a Carl Hiaasen character. You are what you eat I suppose.
RA, fail! There's no VAT on basic food in the UK, including meat.
I can recommend muttonbird (from the South Pacific).
Anyway, continuing the supermarket theme from below:
Tonight we ate Spanish Salad. We sourced our Spanish ham, figs, Alsace Pinot Gris and focaccia at Waitrose; the eggs, olives, and water cress came from Tesco; the artichoke hearts, roasted peppers and mushrooms from Aldi; the potato salad, and the tarragon for the mushrooms, from our garden (as the tomatoes would have, had there been room on our plates); and the sparkling water from Morrison's.
For pud we'll be having cherry crumble - the cherries being from the garden via the freezer.
Tomorrow, I can exclusively reveal, we'll be eating cauli cheese, so I shall probably be having a teetotal day, unless it's warm enough to call for a G & T before dinner, which seems unlikely, or cold enough to call for a glass of Madeira or sherry. The weekend will feature haggis, with a glass of Glenfiddich 12-year old, and probably tarragon chicken. (We really should exploit the tarragon before the frosts.)
If anyone thinks we want dietary advice from a bunch of puritan twats, they are much mistaken. (Puritan twats, I dare say, who drink coca-fucking-cola.)
D, brilliant!
The whole point of the Big Food article is that it is more convenient doing all your shopping in one supermarket rather than traipsing round lots of shops buying a few items in each; you have taken this to the next level and you actually traipse round buying different things at different supermarkets.
Which is indeed what I used to do when I lived somewhere with three supermarkets within three minutes walking distance., there was Iceland stuff, Kwiksave stuff and Co-Op stuff.
It sounds like you've got a good little garden going as well, is that your fine work or Mrs D's department?
It was joint until I fell ill - we learnt together years ago on a lovely sandy loam. It's nearly all her work now, but we hire a chap to do the autumn digging on our heavy clay. The pair of us had a lovely time some weeks back picking the morello cherries. I'm fit enough for that. I've still got a few apples to get in. Soon we'll start raising the first of the Jerusalem artichokes, which make superb soup.
We shop at different supermarkets when we are in their vicinity; Aldi and the Co-op are only a short bike ride away anyway. The only one that needs a special trip is Tesco. I don't go into Asda - the bastards play pop music at you.
From the City AM article "or, better still, a van rolling up outside your home to deliver your selections made from the comfort of a computer keyboard."
Why do I have the sneaking suspicion that this service will end once all the remaining village shops have gone out of business? Perhaps it won't, perhaps it turns a profit, but if so, why didn't Tesco et al do it years ago? Is it just the advance of the internet?
Overheard in Tesco's a few years ago, when two young things were packing delivery crates. Says one "Do they put up with it?"
Says the other "They don't even notice. Or if they do they don't complain."
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