I like food. I don’t know if you know that about me, but I really like food. I like growing it, cooking it, serving it… and especially eating it. There are few foods I do not like, and fewer cuisines I don’t like. I know a Vegan cook who is so incredible, I could eat just her food and be happy… but, of course, I could also eat other things and be happy. As a cuttlefish, I have an ambivalent attitude toward seafood–I love to eat it, but don’t particularly care to be on the menu.
Anyway, PZ posted about PETA’s latest, and it inspired a little verse which I liked so much I thought I’d post it here, too.
I would never eat fishes, except they’re delishes,
And lead my poor stomach to growl.
And one of my vices, with handfuls of spices,
I think that it’s fair to eat fowl.
I find an appeal in a meal of sweet veal;
I’ll eat all that my funds will allow.
And I will not lose sleep while I keep eating sheep,
Or a goat, or a bear, or a sow.
I’ve eaten grilled squid, and I’m glad that I did,
I think whale meat might give me a thrill–
If you don’t like my menu, be careful, cos when you
Say “bite me!”, the odds are… I will.