By some strange stroke of conceptual continuity, within a half hour of me posting yesterday about food prepared with urine, Steve Verdon accused me of gulping down "bile with relish," and opined that "it is rather sad, as I have enjoyed some discussion here with apostropher." As for the relish, I make no apologies. That stuff is delicious. I really only put it on dogs and sausages, though. I don't much care even for eggplant, so as you can imagine, bile is just straight out. But a spin through his archives will demonstrate that Steve knows from bilious, so I'll take his word that it's a winning combination. Oh, and I'm sorry I made you sad, Steve. If it will cheer you up any, that really wasn't my primary motivation.
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"Leopold Bloom ate with relish the inner organs of beasts and fowls. He liked thick giblet soup, nutty gizzards, a stuffed roast heart, liver slices fried with breadcrumbs, fried hencod's roe. Most of all he liked grilled mutton kidneys which gave to his palate a fine tang of scented urine."