Because, you know, they stuff huge amounts of food down those poor geese’s necks and the farmers that do it have to do it everyday and they get no time off because the geese develop a sick loyalty to their force-feeders and won’t eat unless they’re fed by the same person every day.

I think I’ve had foie gras about three times in my life.

I’m trying now only to eat organic meat, which is hard because what random Thai restaurant serves organic meat? (none). Also, it’s expensive—sometimes three times more than regular meat, and being desperately poor, it’s tempting to just buy the cheap stuff.

But it’s nice to go to the farmers market at Grand Army Plaza and see the pig farmers and look at the cute pictures of their pigs playing happily in the fields—not stuck in some concrete cell biting the tail off his neighbor and squealing in agony. You look at the picture of the happy pigs and you think, “yeah, I could eat that.” But still, pigs are very smart, so it is sort of like eating your dog.

Man, pork is delicious! There’s a very good porkchop being served right now at Restaurant Sorrel on Carlton Street.

Here is a big lump of foie gras:

This entry was posted on Wednesday, March 29th, 2006 at 6:21 pm and is filed under food.