CW
Raccoon tastes oily with an aftertaste. Bear, too. No, you are
confusing raccoon with horse. Now, horse beef, steak or a roast,
what they serve at the Harvard Faculty Club, that works for our
purposes. You'll feel a lot more robust afterwards having enjoyed
horse rather than raccoon. Then when you rise to read your poetry,
you'll be more confident having chowed down on horse steak and Haut
Brion rather than coon stew and a Coke.
de Chiricoeanly,
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>Of the animals I wouldn't eat, the first to come to mind is the
>racoon.
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>Bees are not to be recommended. Besides the risk that one might be
>pursued by one's food, the bee has little that is succulent in relation to
>all that fur, wings and so forth.
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>But raccoon I could rather fancy. In a pot roast, for example
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>I was moving down a very narrow brick paved de Chiricoican alley
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>Richard, you have a good ear. Please do not misuse it: 'de Chiricoican'
>indeed..
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>CW
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>Er monno é una trippetta, e l'omo é un gatto
>Che je tocca aspettą la su' porzione
>(The world is a load of tripe, and man is a cat
>Who must await his share)
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