Mick Farren has personal observations on the horror, the horror.
Saturday, June 26, 2010
REMEMBRANCES OF SPAM PAST (Lumberjack Pie)
The redoubtable Boss Goodman used to make something not totally unlike the culinary delight pictured above. Back when the Deviants were starting out, young and hungry, communal meals were often the only tactical means of survival if we had no speed. (We did think, now and then, of eating each others lungs but all the noxious shit we inhaled made the idea less than appetizing.) Boss would labor over a hot stove for what seemed like hours, consuming many joints and a couple of bottle of cheap red wine in the process. Eventually he would emerge with a steaming pot of something akin to the advert. Except, in his variation, the whole mess was covered in a think layer of mashed potato that had been lightly brown. He called the dish “Lumberjack Pie.” It was good, though.