Haitians eating cats reminds me of when I was in second grade and the teacher thought Mexicans were terrible because they ate Robin's. Even at 7 I thought that was a ridiculous story, We hunted quail that are about the size of a drumstick. A robin would be the size of a chicken wing. How could you fault them for eating a robin? They had to be really hungry to go to that much trouble.
Yes, cats would yield more than a robin, but the cat would be tough. I've seen chicken hindquarters for $.79/pound. You'd have to be really hungry to bother killing and eating cats. I wonder if there are recipes for cat Creole?
You 2 are a hoot! Great stories.
I can almost hear you talking. You make me smile!
Haitians eating cats reminds me of when I was in second grade and the teacher thought Mexicans were terrible because they ate Robin's. Even at 7 I thought that was a ridiculous story, We hunted quail that are about the size of a drumstick. A robin would be the size of a chicken wing. How could you fault them for eating a robin? They had to be really hungry to go to that much trouble.
Yes, cats would yield more than a robin, but the cat would be tough. I've seen chicken hindquarters for $.79/pound. You'd have to be really hungry to bother killing and eating cats. I wonder if there are recipes for cat Creole?
Always a delight to read you two. And this:
“Joe: How did you begin talking to those kids in McDonalds? Did you ask them what was good there?”
Laughed quite a lot at that one especially.
Love the vests!
Never stop writing. You both are entertaining and profound regarding everyday circumstances, a delightful and instructful combination. Also hopeful!