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I assumed it was just a meme... People don't actually want to eat them, do they?
Feels like they'd be very fatty.
I imagine it'd be tender since they haven't worked a day in their life
The term is marbled
Want to? Nah. But by god, I'll do my part.
I believe it originated from a saying like (paraphrased) ”if we are so poor that we starve then all that is left to eat are the rich"
It's probably from the Marie Antoinette days... 'let them eat cake? Motherfucker, I'm going to eat you!!!!'. you know, that kind of thing.
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Traditional recipes for ruling class stem from an era when great body mass was a sign of wealth and all that fat really lent itself well to a roast, either in an oven or on a spit, to really render out all the fruits of that stolen labor (no pun intended, but cherries, plums, or my personal favorite, oranges, work great here to add a splash of color, flavor and complexity), or sliced thinly and fried with veggies that blister well, like peppers and onions.
The modern billionaire is quite lean, demonstrating that they can afford better quality food and have the time to cater to their own health and body, a luxury they'd never afford the people who make them their money. For this, a wet cook is better. Think like a brisket. Ideal for long, slow cooker meats, with acidic and sweet vegetables. Or braised with wine and flavored with umami bombs such as anchovy, like ossobuco.
We have fed them all for a thousand years, but one day they will feed us, so it's best to be ready!
We really need a method for getting the plastics out of them.
yyyyyup! https://www.theguardian.com/business/2024/apr/03/all-billionaires-under-30-have-inherited-their-wealth-research-finds
Let's ask the Dutch.
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Johan_de_Witt#Death