Mia (![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} coelacanthm) wrote,@ 2003-10-05 02:49:00 |
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Today I ate a plate of big mole.
Hello, hello!
Exhilarating night of mole-eating tonight!
...mole-eating, you ask?
I'm not talking about the burrowing animal type of mole, in case you're wondering. (That's sort of gross. And very unhygienic, I'm sure.) Well, you know how white people have a lot of moles growing on their bodies? Yes, that type of mole!
Anyway, we decided to cut toby's moles off his body tonight - one was on his leg, close to his ballsack, etc. It was pretty big. (The mole, that is, not the sack) and the other was situated on his waist, much smaller and dark in color. He hated both these moles and was happy to dispose of them forever, so I thought it would be a good idea to cook and eat them, in order that this mole decapitation party benefited both parties. (Actually, we were originally planning to pin them to his wall next to his bed, but decided that this eating idea was much, much better. And funnier too.)
Of course, we photo documented the entire process for you! I know you're clapping your hands in excitement now.
Anyway, first, the mole decapitations, performed with an ice cube, razor, and numerous paper napkins.
Click the link if you'd like to see the picture. Otherwise, it's not recommended for those who faint at the sight of blood, or those at work, who may get in trouble for, you know, having a picture of Toby's bloody inner thigh + bit of hairy scrotum inconveniently load up on their computer monitor.
Come on, click! You know you want to! Click! Click!Click!
It took lots of pulling and prodding, ripping. Uh oh. Lots of blood, messy! :( For tiny growths, those little fuckers sure do bleed a lot. Don't worry about Toby though. We were very hygienic. We had bactine at hand.
Another bloody pic of the "workbench." Click me, please! It's just bloody rags for god's sake! No testicle sacks in this one. :(
Maybe it was a bad idea to lay these bloody messes out on my "After Man: Zoology Of The Future" book, which I highly recommend, by the way! It's by Dougal Dixon, and it's this superbly illustrated book about how animals might appear in the future, based on evolution. Anyway, the cover got all grossed up from the blood, but as long as the inside is fine and readable, right? Answer: Right! Content matters most.
Onward about the moles! I am a very optimistic girl.
So then we washed the moles, and laid them out all neatly on paper napkins. I personally think this picture is hilarious because it looks like one of those UFO sighting pictures, but nope! Haha, they're just severed moles on a napkin.
It came time to cook the moles. We both decided that if would be best if we sautéed them in butter and chopped garlic.
We took turns cooking the moles.
Here's a close up shot of what was going on inside that pan (made a creature out of it in Photoshop! It's a creature with MOLES for eyes! One big, one small. I like his curly tail the most.) I admit that it was exciting watching them simmer. :(
And so here is the end result; both moles, sautéed, and laid out on a white plate - garlic butter sauce and a beautiful sprig of parsley (for decoration, of course.) It was laid out prettily, very, very nouvelle cuisine style (mole version.) As you can see, they got a bit shriveled and dark brown.
This is a mole, speared on the middle prong of a fork:
It came time to eat!
We giggled, and our eyes cued, "Eat! Now!"
Toby ate the small one, and we cut the large meaty one in half.
It was chewy.
Imagine overcooked ground hamburger with the texture of clams. That's basically what it tasted like, except much lighter in taste.
I bet if you had a whole mess of cut-off moles, and the right spices, I bet you could probably make some sort of taco.
FIN.
