Hunger As Total-Body Experience
Have you ever woken up in the morning with an all-consuming craving for goose fat, pork fat, and a gigantic heaping platter of dubious yet thrilling sausages and fermented cabbage? Have you ever woken up in the morning with an all-consuming craving for the mother of all choucroutes garni?
(Except: what the hell is with "authentic" sauerkraut recipes using g-d d-mn frankfurters and nothing else?! Weisswurst! Blutwurst! Knockwurst! Boudin blanc! Pork chops! Smoked pork! Kielbasa! Duck! Bacon! Ham hocks! And then-- and only then-- hot dogs. Jesus christ!!)
More like this. Ahhhhhh.
(Someone get me a glass of Reisling, stat. I'm going into palpitations here.)
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WTF, dude, I thought you were
WTF, dude, I thought you were a weedeater?
EDog
"Me, I can't usually eat 'em
"Me, I can't usually eat 'em 'cause my girlfriend's a vegetarian. Which more or less makes me a vegetarian, but I sure love the taste of a good
burger."
Which is pretty much how it is. Most days if I want a quick dinner I get down with a quick bowl of edamame and brown jasmine rice with kosher salt and sesame oil and some sort of green vegetable (which is shockingly delicious), and if I have more time I'll make up a stirfry with tofu and asian vegetables in a ginger-chilli sauce.
But that doesn't negate the deliciousness of the occasional hunk of meat.