May 20, 2007
Artist Makes Meatballs from His Own...
(Warning: Stop right here. You don't want to read this. Seriously. If you're new, skip down a post or two, right past the boring broccoli musings, to "Sidewalk Hogs" or something better. If you're a regular, check the archives or your other favorite blogs).
Still here? Don't blame Crabby, then, you're as stubbornly reckless about what you read as she is.
So we have Bethany over at That'sFit to thank for alerting us to this lovely story:
"Artist Makes Meatballs from His Own Fat." (Or did you think it was something even grosser?)
More of the story is here, but why go there when you can stay here and get completely disgusted?
Here's a quote:
"Artist Marco Evaristti mixed fat removed from his body by liposuction with ground beef to make meatballs, which he then fried in olive oil and displayed in a public gallery. He also invited 12 people to join him in eating the meatballs in a last supper."
He claims they tasted better than his grandmother's.
“I want to show people that meatballs made with my fat are no more disgusting than the meatballs you buy in the supermarket,”
Crabby doesn't know where Mr. Evaristti shops, but she's certainly not going there next time she needs meatballs.
You may have heard of this guy before: he's the one who put live goldfish in blenders and gave exhibit visitors the option of "making their own fish soup" by turning on the blenders.
Crabby really, really, does not like this man.
For those of you who are still left, any thoughts?