Dad, being a farm boy, longed for his mother’s head cheese and couldn’t fathom why my mother refused to make it for him. Liver and onions used to be a staple of American dining, where I’d that go?
But seriously, I thought that the goal was to wean humans off of ‘higher order’ proteins and onto vegetarian and insectarian (word?) foodways. Have any HO’s experience cooking/eating insects? I dread the day, I’m just too old, I think.
Given the character of the local squirrel population, I would expect squirrel consommé to impart to my palate the metallic chill of contempt.
