nothing's sacred to em french. just right after the [mainland] chink's who'd eat just anythin that crawls or moves, the french now include horses as part of their pathetic cuisine.
...On the rare occasion that mustangs become available at American slaughterhouses, salivating Parisian gastronomes snap up the output, cover it in bacon and grill it to produce what is described as a very acceptable filet mignon...
it's very likely there's a chronic shortage of garden snails, frogs and wotnot's in la republique francaise.
as enscribed by the letter b @ July 20, 2005 06:54 PM | someone's pinged