Showing posts with label mfk fisher. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mfk fisher. Show all posts

Monday, May 18, 2009

bandwagon

hmmm...

Why is it worse, in the end, to see an animal's head cooked and prepared for our pleasure than a thigh or a tail or a rib? If we are going to live on other inhabitants of this world we must not bind outselves with illogical prejudices, but savor to the fullest the beasts we have killed.

People who feel that a lamb's cheek is gross and vulgar when a chop is not are like the medieval philosophers who argued about such hairsplitting problems as how many angels could dance on the poinf of a pin. If you have these prejudices, ask yourself if they are not build on what you may have been taught then you were young and unthinking, and then if you can, teach yourself to enjoy some of the parts of the animal that are not commonly prepared.


-mfk fisher, How to Carve the Wolf in How to Cook a Wolf

Thursday, February 12, 2009

how to cook a wolf



this article is great! MFK Fisher was the original food-recessionista and her book "how to cook a wolf" is full of spunky advise on how to live and eat well in tight financial times. written in 1942, she really knew how to make due with less, dealing with depression-era food rations- and boy, was she clever and feisty! i think i need to buy this book immediately, though i suppose she would suggest i visit my local library.

these quotes just make me feel warm and fuzzy.

"...but anyone in the world with intelligence and spirit and the knowledge that it must be done, can live with her inspired oblivion to the ugliness of poverty. It is not that she wandered at night hunting for leaves and berries; it is that she cared enough to invite her friends to share them with her."

"...perhaps this war will make it simpler for us to go back to some of the old ways we knew before we came over to this land and made the Big Money. Perhaps, even, we will remember how to make good bread again ... For probably there is no chiropractic treatment, no Yoga exercise, no hour of meditation in a music throbbing chapel, that will leave you emptier of bad thoughts than this homely ceremony of making bread."
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