Salty 2
10 March 2005 |
From: Charlie | Date: 10 March 2005 | Subject: Salty 2
Sweet Christ I was dehydrated this morning. I blame MANT's Double Salt Braseola. It was very tasty. Did you slice some up for your good lady when you got back? |
From: MANT | Date: 10 March 2005 | Subject: Salty 2
I went home and put the bag of meat and sausages on the bed and she didn't fancy any, I'll be force-feeding her tonight though. Might try your sausages too. Also next week we'll make some more sausages with the sheep casings, I'll show you how to use the evil things. |
From: Charlie | Date: 10 March 2005 | Subject: Salty 2
Good plan. Definitely up for that. |
From: MANT | Date: 10 March 2005 | Subject: Salty 2
Also The Burragator's brother has been brought into our Meat circle of trust. Ever since he saw my sausage and I eulogised about cooking meaty things he has bought Hugh flunkey-wherewithall's book and is now committed to making meat. His girlfriend is less understanding than ours though, however he might be joining the sausage/meat masterclass. |
From: Charlie | Date: 10 March 2005 | Subject: Salty 2
We should run classes. Try and undercut Hugh. |
From: Kenny | Date: 10 March 2005 | Subject: Salty 2
You should cater for the niches instead. Set up a more extreme "Meat Club" in Charlie's basement. The first rule of Meat Club is that you have to eat your body weight of meat within one week with no other dietary intake. |
From: The Burragator | Date: 10 March 2005 | Subject: Salty 2
I definitely think you should put on a workshop. |
From: GypsyBoy | Date: 10 March 2005 | Subject: Salty 2
A sausage scratch! |
From: Charlie | Date: 10 March 2005 | Subject: Salty 2
Hybridtheatre and MANT Present:
EatMeatSalt
A Journey into the Abyss of Carnivorousness.
Questions such as "how much meat can I cure and then physically eat?" are questions that have plagued humanity quite literally since the dawn of time. Using methods such as representative dance, physical theatre, red hot griddles and hog intestines, the cast and crew hope to take the complicit viewer on a journey of gluttony that inevitably questions the very nature of the things we eat, and the immortality of man's soul.
Please bring at least one freshly butchered pig with you, and a cauldron. |
From: GypsyBoy | Date: 10 March 2005 | Subject: Salty 2
The skin is society. The mashed up meat within is the individual.
We are enclosed. Shapeless... |
From: Charlie | Date: 10 March 2005 | Subject: Salty 2
The garlic and chillies are seeds of anarchy. Join us and spread the word. |
From: Kenny | Date: 10 March 2005 | Subject: Salty 2
The mash is our cultural intellectual inheritance, pliant but supportive of our struggle - occasionally overmilked and sloppy. |
From: GypsyBoy | Date: 10 March 2005 | Subject: Salty 2
The sausage is phallic.
Mash is vaginal.
Mant is a hermaphrodite. |
From: Charlie | Date: 10 March 2005 | Subject: Salty 2
The potato and cabbage represent Ireland's struggle against English commoditisation of their culture. The gravy represents the fecund sow of creativity that has suckled England's cultural barrenness. The lightly cracked black pepper is the well-meaning but ultimately unhelpful intrusiveness of American interests in the Irish question. The glass of South African red wine that we serve it with carries the emotional resonances of a new and struggling post-Apartheid country, but also hints at the fallen glories of France's imperial powers. The chilli sauce that Huggie douses it with represents the common man's cynicism about art in general. |
