Saturday, March 19, 2005

Armageddon it?

There's only one rule I swear by, and that is: never quote Def Lepard lyrics in public. But I think just this once it's OK. I took this photo back in November at the twenty-bucks-to-enter MOMA. I thought this was particularly clever -- instant annihilation, as expressed in chess. While Puchalik, Cristina and I puzzled over its meaning, a young girl, no more than nine, leaned in and said to no one in particular: "hmm, all the horses die." Existentialism, as explained by the Barney generation.

The existence of horses is very much on my mind right now. You see, I think I just ate one. Not a whole one. Just enough to pack into a hamburger patty. I went to the market today, as I do most Saturdays, to stock up on supplies for the week. There's a butcher there who has never yet let me down -- (in the few weeks since I've shopped there that is). He suggested I try these burgers. Sono deliziosi!

Why not? It's the first warm Saturday of the year. Hamburgers sound like just the thing.

A few minutes later I passed by his stall and noticed he was pitching somebody else, again with the burgers. The other shopper was a bit more demanding, insisting to know whether it was beef or cavallo. When he said, cavallo (the horse), she eagerly took them! He sells both kinds, but I never did check to see which he sold me, and, of course, I never asked. Who would? I figured there's only one way to find out. Yep, fry them bad boys up. He was right. Very tasty indeed! But now, a few hours later, I'm hungry again. Hungry for horse!Posted by Hello

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Fascinating piece of art. But not quite as apocalyptic as it might seem. If you look in the upper left hand corner of the photograph, three rows in from the corner in both directions, you'll see a white knight that is not threatend by any other piece.