Showing posts with label dinner. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dinner. Show all posts

Thursday, 24 March 2011

Wednesday, 17 February 2010

Visceral ignorance

But what do any of us know about the insides of bodies there days? In the olden days every housewife, in common with hunters and pork butchers, would have seen as much in the way of innards as any cadaver-diving surgeon. What is more she would have had a name for every part, and known what was good to eat lightly pan-fried in butter and what was best made into sausages.