like meat. Or at least I used to. This particular book - an innocuous
volume soaked with the juices of some long-gone cook, still faintly
fragrant with drippings and grease - is one of the most alarming and
offensive tomes in the Gallery's collection. I hesitate to begin this
site with this one; a sizeable number of visitors may vow to never buy
any of my books, let alone the Gallery. I'm serious.
we might as well begin with the most gratuitous atrocities. So let's be
like Mr. GeekChef below - unroll your sleeves, button your cuffs,
fasten your shirt up to your chin, and get ready for Meat. Because Meat
is ready for you.