I Love to Cook my Kin Folk!
Originally uploaded by The Sloan.
bon appigite!
Today I did the unthinkable, I skipped biology class. I don't feel too bad about it, however, because I have gone the entire semester without missing one session AND I had a very good reason. Caroline, Catherine, Matt and I went downtown to the good old Country buffet restaurant. It's an old house on the waterfront that has a home cooked southern food buffet, so quaint that you have to pick up your floral patterned plates from the china cabinet in the room next to the line. It's really an enjoyable dining experience, and the food is actually very close to what grandma makes.
That being said, I now have to take this happy little story down a dark path. No, not by choice, but by necessity. Necessity to expose an evil that has gone unnoticed for too long. You see, this restaurant also serves pork bar-b-que, and as a matter of fact, that cute little piggy at the top of this post is sitting by their front door.
This isn't an isolated case my friends, oh no. Cute piggies, gleefully smiling while awaiting their doom are a common addition to southern BBQ chains. Just think for yourself! Haven't you been in a BBQ restaurant and seen happy cute piggy sculptures shining with joy in their eyes at what can only be assumed is their opportunity to be gutted and cooked whole on a giant grill? I kid you not, at one place back home I saw a live, and happy pig laying on a plate, dressed with lettuce, with an apple in it's mouth. Nothing kills my appetite for pork more than seeing the animal I'm about to eat sadistically staring back at me with an adorable look on it's face.
Heck! Why don't the go the whole nine yards? In the above picture you can clearly see chef pig, presumably waiting to cook one of his lucky relatives. Why not have him "kick it up a notch" and complete the horrific welcome scene by showing chef pig brushing butter on his aunty's back? Or maybe he could be putting her in the oven, but oh! They're both looking over their shoulders smiling all the while! There has to be something we can do besides close our eyes in disgust or ignore the problem.
Don't buy into the lie!
Pigs don't want to die!
But they are delicious.
I just found out that there is no recorded instance of a pirate having an eye patch, earring, or peg leg, it was all just the work of fiction authors of the 19th century. Does that ruin anyone else's day?
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