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Grandma's Raccoon
The
Oxford American's southern
food issue (which is on newsstands now) is, of course, filled with all
kinds of fantastic stuff. I've been hopscotching through it the last
couple days, but so far my favorite piece is
Yusef Komunyakaa's sweet essay about cooking raccoon. Here's a snippet:
Mama Mary sat at the kitchen table, watching my moves.
I washed the raccoon. I gazed at it, as if I could
detect its state of being. And it felt strange to think of this
creature's ritual of washing everything it ate.
"Now, you know you have to half boil the wildness out of him, don't you?"
"I remember."
Posted by Paul Demko at April 27, 2005 12:50 PM
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