At Bar Tartine tonight some chefs are doing a special menu serving rabbit four ways. FOUR WAYS! Even better, “a portion of the proceeds” will benefit Haiti! Holy shit let’s get over there and eat some fucking rabbit. It’s only $100 per ticket, plus you can make all these great puns while you’re enjoying the delicious flavors of Nibbler’s, Bells’ and Nuage’s cousins.
In related news, this weekend in Norway the roof of a building collapsed, killings lots of the rabbits that were inside for the show. What did we learn? That saying “bunny” instead of “rabbit” makes tragedy HILARIOUS, OH MAN, thanks Deadspin.
I know I’ve said this before, and if you’re following a veg diet you’re in the clear, but for everyone else, come the fuck on. Rabbits are for petting; not eating, not hunting, not bashing in the head and making into coats. It’s entirely unnecessary to eat bunnies; seriously, you first-world fuckers have zero excuse for killing an animal so clever and cute and marvelously fun to be around (they’re as friendly as cats, and they won’t scratch or bite you or infect you with awful diseases). So KNOCK IT OFF, already. I’m forming a prey-animal army—pigeons are the first volunteers!—and we’re coming for you heartless bastards.
∞ posted at 17:13 by time-for-naps