I get a surprising number of hits from the following Google searches:
Originally mentioned in this post as a farcical product, there indeed seems to be a huge untapped demand. Somebody really ought to get cracking on this. You’ll make a killing.
Road Kill Cookbooks
Recipe ideas for a delectable roadside buffet have crossed my mind once or twice, and I guess I’m not the only one. It turns out that road kill cookbooks do exist. Unfortunately, I am not the author of one. For you Googlers who land here by accident, what you might want is the Original Road Kill Cookbook by Buck Peterson. Then, there's Bruce Carlson's helpful series of road kill cookbooks broken down by state, just in case the ingredients you come across in South Dakota are vastly different from those in, say, Arkansas. Sadly, there isn't yet one for Massachusetts. And I'll be damned if I'm going to settle for mediocre substitutions.
Thanks to one of my loyal readers who innocently commented on this particular post, I recently had a Saudi Arabian stop by to check on the possibility of some MILF action. I said I needed to do a background check. I haven’t heard back.
Cakey. Delicious. Preferably chocolate. You know the ones I’m talking about. But, apparently, this means something entirely different in pornographer-ese (you'll have to do your own research). I’ve stopped blogging about them with my usual exuberance.
My education continues.