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Question of the day #5: Sins of the flesh

Let’s face it, I love meat. If I worked at Woolworths, it would be in the meat department (another good name for a gang). So I must apologise in advance to any vegan, vegetarian or ovo-lactarian readers out there.

It’s just that animals are so very, very tasty. Some hold that ‘the cuter the beast, the greater the feast’. I myself abide by the maxim ‘a happy animal is a delicious animal’. In this vein, I make every effort to source my meat (ooh err etc) from sensitive, metrosexual, new age butchers.

Now I do not shy away from the plain facts about meat, and – by and large – am prepared to eat creatures with heads still attached (provided they are BBQ’d or roasted; no boiling). Oh, and I don’t like tearing the heads off king prawns. The shifty little buggers stare at you like you’ve just farted or something. I wouldn’t trust them as far as I could spit ‘em.

Anyway, to the question!
For your money, what do you think is the world’s tastiest animal?

If you just can’t bring yourself to gobbling up the World’s fauna, or you just can’t admit it, which vegetable is most likely to turn your head?


[We’ve had a good run this week, the response has been pretty good, but please don’t forget that all the previous questions are open for answers. Whether it is accents, gangs, flags or movie stars, you still have time! I shall be back on board to crunch the numbers and feedback the key learnings NEXT WEEK.]

Comments

USelaine said…
It's got to be Pacific salmon. Chinook, Chum, Sockeye, or Coho, it matters not. A fillet of any of them, poached in white wine and onions and fresh herbs and peppercorns, garnished with cucumber yogurt and sea salt at the table, well, there's nothing else quite like it.

You know, the constant barrage of soul-baring questions has me convinced you now know me better than you should. It's a bit exhausting, to tell you the truth. I begin to fear the consequences...
smudgeon said…
Pademelon (ie. little wallaby) is delicious. Cute, cuddly, and quite tasty. And from the populations in some areas of Tasmania, quite sustainable (very important, in my opinion).

Although it's still a second to vension/deer.
blackie said…
I don't think I've tried enough to claim it as 'world's tastiest' but I do love rabbit, especially cooked together with bacon and carrots. The 'cuter the beast...' maxim seems to apply coz I also love rabbits for their cute little bouncy furry antics. Awww, tasty.
jen said…
The poor little turkeys get my vote.

I want my meat without heads, and preferably not resembling the animal it came from (hence no wings or drumsticks or those overpriced little, whole fish for me), although I'll make an exception for octopus with the suckers still on, mainly because it looks so cool.
Anonymous said…
crayfish- although it's probably because I never get enough of it.
Sue said…
Gotta be the good old chook for me. So versatile. Roasted, stir fried, casseroled, curried, stewed, hot and cold...the list goes on. Like Jen, I prefer it not to resemble the livestock it is sourced from. Zac concurs with me...although he does have a hankering for calamari at times. Cody likes chook also..and for a change... a hearty steak with mushies or kangaroo stir fry.
And if you would like to know about vegies...potato has it for mine...for the same reason as the chook...versatility.
ut si said…
Anything I don't have to catch, kill or cook myself...
Anonymous said…
I've been veggie since I was 16, partly because I was 16 and it was a phase (though as it's lasted 23 years I guess it's not a phase any more), but mainly because I didn't really like meat and always used to pick at it, leave most of it on the plate and just eat the veg. The only thing I really really liked and felt like I'd actually given up (and would eat again if I had any clue at all how to cook it without poisoning myself, which I haven't) is chicken. Mmmmm, chicken (just the soft meat though - I wasn't mad on the dry white meat bits).
Kris McCracken said…
Sorry for the delay, I was in Launceston today and you can’t pre-post comments.

I would like to say crocodile, but I’ve only had that twice, and although I enjoyed it both times very much, it probably isn’t representative enough.

Which probably leaves me with two: baby cows and chicken. I’ll have to go with the versatility of the good old chook.
Anonymous said…
Some cultures prefer human flesh but I never tasted it.

I like fried chicken (not the stuff called "chicken" at the fast food joints) and it has to be fried on a hot stove in an iron skillet with real white lard.

You know, "lard," the stuff that plugs up your vitals and kills you deader than a doornail.

People used to have five gallon cans of lard in their houses and used it to fry everything in.

Even baked pies with lard and cakes and nobody had problems with cholesterol.

Nobody belonged to a weight watchers group either.
FRances said…
Ill have to say chook as you can have it all different ways which i like eg curried,baked, boiled, crumbed,indian,chinese,heaps more that has to be my favourite.
Z said…
We've reduced our flesh intake for socio-political reasons though we seem to be on the losing team. Ah well!

Absolute favorite vegetable? I'll have to get back to you. For all its versatility, it might just have to be the mundane potato.
Anonymous said…
I'm with Jen (love that pear!) on the no wings and drumsticks etc... I don't want it to look anything like anything that had a pulse.
I'm a chook girl but really do love ham and bacon - nothing else piggy though. The worst thing about being pregnant was not eating ham...
Unknown said…
I like veal a lot : ).
KL said…
Ilish (a fish that is available on in Bengal, a state in India) and Salmon. Many other fishes are also very tasty. So, I am a "fishy" person :-).
b.c. said…
i like pig and cow yes i love meat but i eat my fruits and veggies too never fear

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