I’m friends with Evening Standard restaurant critic Fay Maschler’s son – he has told wondrous tales of a restaurant in (I think) Kenya called Carnivore when you can eat fucking LOADS of obscure (and, I fear, endangered) meats. mmmMMMmmm
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Wed 26 May 2010, 17:18, 1 reply, 16 years ago)

the aforementioned brighton pub
does obscure meats for their roast every week. every time i'm there i feel obliged to try something different, just because... well, you have to don't you?
(beanojam isn't really Ricardo Flange, Wed 26 May 2010, 17:21, Reply)

Too right.
Life's rich tapestry etc.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Wed 26 May 2010, 17:39, Reply)

Becoming less rich by the mouthfull
The red data book of endangered species is not a fucking menu.
( Bartleby A dead man on vacation, Wed 26 May 2010, 17:42, Reply)

They don't sell endangered species
in Brighton pubs, you knob-end.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Wed 26 May 2010, 17:45, Reply)

I bet you would eat it if they did though.

( Bartleby A dead man on vacation, Wed 26 May 2010, 17:48, Reply)

Mmmfmfmfnffff
Sorry, I had an a Paraguayan hummingbird stuck in my teeth.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Wed 26 May 2010, 18:04, Reply)

Yummy.
I'm off to trap a water vole for my dindins.
( Bartleby A dead man on vacation, Wed 26 May 2010, 18:12, Reply)