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With a shout-out to everyone’s inner Mikey. I’m… I’m….
Okay, picture the scene.
It’s the early 1800’s, you’re a fur trapper, you get a whiff, go oooh, and a quick trip to Madagascar to grab a bottle of vanilla to put in your brownie mix is just not happening that day.
Since you’re going to be skinning that pelt anyway once you find that thing the animal’s not going to need the rest of him so it’s all yours.
The ultra-anti-skunk: glands in the same place, different effect. Beaver butt vanilla flavoring. Castoreum.
So, y’know, just update those dairy farms, we can squeeze a few beavers between the cows and hook them up too, right? You could make that ice cream on site. If a cow leg comes too close the little guys will chew them out, they can stand up for themselves. The cows can argue back but they wouldn’t have a leg to stand on.
This has been an actual thing for 2000 years and nobody ever told us this in high school science class?
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O…K… interesting. I actually have a Mikey brother and nephew, but I doubt I could get them to try it.
Comment by DebbieR 08.10.24 @ 7:52 amMy father-in-law was a trapper. He had this little bottle of “scent” that he made. Several in the family were there one day when he opened it to see if it was ready–you could see steam rise when he pulled the cork out. One of the sons sniffed, “ooh, that’s bad”, handed it to the next who did the same. This went around to several of them and I thought, “Wow, they have got to be stupid”, to even take a sniff.
Comment by Sharon Stanger 08.11.24 @ 2:04 pmI mean, it’s pretty rare to be used as a food additive in 2024, right?
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