tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-77206784502132440832009-05-07T17:14:30.098+01:00<img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c283/rustynash/beastfeast/spacer.gif" height="22px" width="1px"><br>i eat meat. i love meat. <br> though i sometimes felt like i hadn't explored all that meat could offer - i was a textbook steakaholic, so this is my photographic documentary of an animal eating quest - 52 beasts in 52 weeks. <br>from the tame to the weird, the regular to the exotic - let the feasting commence!rustyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10495370719996041541noreply@blogger.comBlogger47125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7720678450213244083.post-29868931235174492672008-04-22T19:29:00.003+01:002008-04-22T20:01:09.430+01:00

well guys and girls, it is completed. done, dusted, eaten. i feel accomplished and saddened that it's over, as well as relief! now all that's left to say is this is not the end. the animal eating adventure shall live on! but more about that later. firstly i would like to give a little run down of the year - the highs, the lows, the animals and the puns.my top highlights of the year were being

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well, talk about close finishes! my final, 52nd animal for this momentous quest is possibly the weirdest of them all, at least i think so. python. the kind folk at osgrow sorted me with this beast so a round of applause goes to them! i ate the whole dish at 17:38 giving me a full 18 minutes of the 52nd week to relax. oh no wait, i can't relax yet as i have to actually finish this post! so here

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a nice double hit today, boosting me back into the realms of possibility for the completion of my year long quest. incidentally i was looking at my calendar yesterday and it occurred to me that if i started on a wednesday how could i possibly be finishing on a thursday if i were to be bound by the 52 week rule and suddenly it hit me. by thursday 11th april the 52 weeks would be over by a good

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oh i love terrible, terrible puns.but anyway, a helpful reader of beast feaster has pointed out that the british ox i ate the other day was nothing more than a british cow. a learned british cow, but still a british cow all the same. and since this has already been thrown down as a strike in the early days, ox as a strike has been revoked! quite a blow for the final days of the feast. so what

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a little note: it has been pointed out that british ox is indeed british beef. d'oh. this strike is void and out of the strike count!cruising around the local deli counter seeking out as yet unchewed animals for the final week of the quest i came across what looked like a large cylinder of light black pudding rubbed with some sort of fat. closer analysis led me to discover that this was a

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another gift came my way recently in the form of three chocolate covered scorpions. these little tinkers were detoxified, thankfully. quite small, they were about the size of a spoon head and coated with dark, belgian chocolate. after considering many ways of eating the things, i decided (quite rightly so) on enjoying them with some rice pudding. yum yum. so, after enjoying a dinner of the

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the end of march (isn't the year going quickly?) and what better a time to eat hare. since it has been a bit cold recently i figured i could kill two birds with one stone, or should that be kill two lagomorphs with one stone, by bunging them into a big stew. the rabbit and hare had been conveniently diced by the wild meat company who had also left the hare bones in for stew reasons.after

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okay so the post title is a little white lie since whilst it is true that tonight's quarry had, at one point in time between them, ten legs, i did not eat all ten legs. in fact, i probably only ate about three quarters of one leg. maybe one entire leg, it was hard to tell. this is a story of a mismatched meal, that of octopus salad followed by a woodcock roast on toast.looking for mayonnaise in a

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tick tock.that's all i can hear at the moment as the months have turned to weeks and soon the weeks will turn to days! animals are shaking in fear across the globe as i seek out those elusive final ten to be devoured. and it is true that i have no idea what all of them will be too. luckily, the boys at the wild meat company have sorted me out a few treats in the form of various game i have yet

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lois was ordering some chinese from a place called the beijing chinese restaurant and takeaway (er, mouthful) in new denham and whilst browsing the menu noticed a dish which i had been searching for for a long time, to no avail - shark! shark fin soup to be more exact. and since i was not satisfied with just eating emu and cuttlefish for one day, i opted for the chicken variety.finally it came

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my good friend steve bought me a jerky based gift the other day, consisting of two rather strange and dried animals. the first was an actual jerky, emu, which i was pleased to read as being:"derived from animals that received post-mortem inspection and were found sound and healthy in every way."very reassuring. the packaging also claims the emu is fair dinkum good for me. good. whatever that

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the word salad does not tend to go hand in paw with beast feaster, but i needed a light snack to work off the hangover from the end of term party at uni last night. my face is still feeling wrong, absinthe to blame. or maybe the rinsing of an entire bottle of old nick's. i digress. even though i was hungover and am known to have a general dislike for seafood, i had stumbled across some crayfish

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i had these barbecue flavour worm 'crisps' kicking around since around christmas time from the boys at edible, so i figured it was time to get them down as a strike. i had thought of many ways to enjoy them - worms and whiskey, worm stir fry, worm fritters - but i figured worm soup was the way forward. or more like, standard tomato soup with added chili and wormy croutons.giving the worms a dry

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well, what a busy few weeks! dissertation handed in, massive hibernation followed. emerging from my cave, arms outstretched in a ferocious yawn, breathing in the freedom from the completion of my dissert.. *thud* a torrent of coursework lands squarely in my face. mounds of the stuff. actual mounds. not only that, but i was trying to busy myself with the magic that is the beast feaster shop (or

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we have an american friend, jeff, staying over at our house at present and he wanted to do lots of english things before he moved onto scotland (he has been playing in europe, see). so we took him for a drive on the wrong side of the road, we took him for a warm beer in a pub seemingly made mostly out of dark, oak beams, he visited a good handful of london landmarks and finally, we decided he

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yes, more alliteration i'm going crazy for it. sweet and sour springbok, what a delight. i will make this one a short one as i really should be doing my dissertation other than beast feasting but i was hungry, the consequence of that is now i have to write words for you all.a quick run down of the recipe as i know a few foodies (oh my, a buzz word) do read this and we all like a story to go with

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man, i love alliteration, don't you? in this case, it perfectly describes today's dessert - chocolate covered curry cricket cupcakes. mmm. i was going to bake my own cakes and hide the crickets in them, but due to a lack of time (yes, i am still doing my dissertation would you believe) we decided to buy six cupcakes and cut out a little hole for the lovely crickets, courtesy of edible, to hide in

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another day and another osgrow animal! this time it was to be gnu, or wildebeest. i prefer the name gnu because it opened up a plethora of puns for me to annoy my housemates with. i won't bother you with them because they are terrible. oh, wait a second. of course i will. here are some of the pun nuggets fresh from my mind - firstly, i went with film puns, see if you can guess them with their

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i have completed a goal that i have had since i was a little kid, all rosy cheeked with crazy ideals and a pocket full of soil, no more than twelve pence to my name but feeling like i had all the money in the world and other generic nostalgia that is too tedious to type here. anyway, my dream was that one day i would invent a sandwich. today is the day that this event happened, a glorious moment!

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last night was very amusing. i was watching 'kill it, cook it, eat it: kid goat' and i couldn't stop laughing at seeing myself on tv. i can't remember saying what i said, but i do wholeheartedly agree with myself, so that's a good thing. you can find the programme on the bbc iplayer - this is the programme - what's mostly amusing is the fact that i am in every single programmes opening credits,

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after the 'antwich' as it has been dubbed, i had a little look at the company that sold such delights. the company is called edible and they sell lots of strange and wonderful things - lizard wine, weasel coffee (unfortunately not made from weasels, just their coffee-filled vomit), bags of mopani worms . i myself opted for a couple of things and reindeer paté is the first to be consumed, better

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and we have finally hit half way! unfortunately, i am two thirds the way through the time, gulp! but, as i always say, fear not! i have a few meats up my sleeves for the next week or so, so watch this space (and the tv, bbc three, 8th january, 10.30pm).on my way back to london i also dropped by bodge's house (bodge is the dude who gave me the partridges for getting him a Glastonbury festival

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happy new year to everyone! so i only made it to 25 in the past 8 months but things should be picking up pace before the deadline so fear not!just a quick update on the kill it, cook it, eat it programme on bbc three - it will be aired at 22:30 on tuesday 8th january (bbc three obviously!) and then i think it will be featured in the omnibus edition on friday 11th january at the same time of 22:30

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it was time to head back to london today, but before i did i was to drop in at my friend's house on the way as he and his girlfriend had a christmas present for me, hooray!as you can see, the gift is for beastfeaster. i wondered what it could be and delicately unwrapped the small package. to my delight and abhorrence the package turned out to be toasted ants. giant, toasted ants. having a look at

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spending christmas near the coast has been fun and before i leave i figured i should go and get some fresh fish for the quest. having already eaten oily saltwater fish, having a plan for white saltwater fish and not being able to conjure up anything to eat that is freshwater and white i decided to go for an awesome oily freshwater fish. and i chose eel (mostly due to the fact that i cannot get

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