Sneaky meat rice!

[Eliza Hodgkins 1812]

Originally Posted by Prudence

My dad grew up on a farm. We visited the grandparents on the farm. We played with the cows in the summer and ate them in the winter. I wouldn't eat my cat, because he's become a pet. But I would try cat if I was in a country where cat was eaten. If I go a day without eating meat it feels like I really haven't eaten. I'm also slightly anemic and hate the texture of legumes, so it's a good thing I like meat or I'd be passing out all the time. Mmmmm.

Yeah, I wouldn't knowingly try cat. I'd feel like a cannibal. Actually, I'd find it easier to be a cannibal than a cat eater, I think. And I'd love to have a pet goat someday. And a pet cow. And a pet lemur. Heh.

If I were anemic, I'd eat meat. As it stands, I just get really ticked off when I'm hungry. And shakey. Nothing a salad wouldn't fix.

At least I got to try quail before I stopped eating bird. Quail was really, really yummy.