Foodie Post

I like to talk about my food. And so, I will.

First, I'd like to share my progress in my hunt for the First Tomato of the Season. I am drawing near to the kill. I stalk it every time I go outside and any day now it WILL be MINE.

But first, we had to have dinner. Imagine my surprise when my ma ape said we were having Quayle!



The former Vice President? My ma ape likes to joke that she is a vegetarian who is not opposed to cannibalism because she LIKES animals, people not so much. But I thought she was joking.

And recent history has been kind to Mr. Quayle. I mean, remember the halcyon days before the Imperial Vice Presidency when the Veep spent his time teaching mis-spelling to grade schoolers and scolding fictional characters?


Hmmm. He tastes like poultry. Chickenhawk?