Poetic Avian Voluptuary
I picked up an old cookbook* that I found at Sammy's Antiques in Galien (my home town), Michigan, last month, and found this rather unusual poem with an avian theme that seems perfect for the season:
* Practical recipe book compiled by Class Number Eighteen for the benefit of the First Presbyterian Church of Michigan City, Indiana. Published in 1902 by The Evening News.
‘Tis sport to shoot at quail on toastThe poem is untitled and without attribution. I’m still puzzling over the meaning of that last couplet.
Or wing a chicken pie,
To ‘pepper’ snipe all broiled or roast,
Or pigeons on the fly;
But somehow it happens
Without rhyme or reason
That to ‘bag’ a biped
Is the ‘hit’ of the season.
* Practical recipe book compiled by Class Number Eighteen for the benefit of the First Presbyterian Church of Michigan City, Indiana. Published in 1902 by The Evening News.
posted by John L. Trapp at
11/27/2006 08:16:00 PM
2 Comments:
"to bag a biped"???
Doesn't that mean shoot a person?
That would make for a rather creepy Thanksgiving.
That was my first thought, also. So I think they must be using "to bag" in a different context, such as "to get" the boy or girl of your choice, or something like that. Being as this is a church cookbook, they couldn't possibly have been suggesting that shooting a person is good, clean fun.
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