Posted 03 November 2003 - 04:05 PM
I might add in the book's envoi:
Mister Cutlets’ Prayer
ON the long road of life, the journey’s full of bumps,
Troubles and viscissitudes, and a man must take his lumps.
Women bear the burdens of a thousand daily cares;
And disaster may at any time strike us unawares
But let us now be happy, at least while we eat
That’s Mr. Cutlets’ prayer, for people who love meat
Let your beef be always bloody,
and your soul as white as veal;
May your pork be pink and salty
With nothing wasted but the squeal.
May your sausage always be plump,
and your chicken always crisp,
May your stews and daubes be unctuous,
nourishing and rich.
Let your table always be covered
With the thickest steaks and chops
Let those who would restrain you
May themselves be stopped.
Let your bacon be well-cured,
As a kindly-tended patient,
May you your palate not get bored
Nor your restaurants complacent.
From Harlem to the Battery
On sidewalk or on street,
May Mr. Cutlets bless you,
Wherever we may MEAT.
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