How Many Meats Are There?

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There is a dish on Andorra that is raw steak - I can't remember the name of it though. The steak is sliced very thinly & served up raw, it's very good actually. It could be called carpaccio of beef or something but I can't remember correctly.
 
That is indeed carpaccio. It was invented by Giuseppe Cipriani in 1950 at the famous Harry's Bar in Venice. It was named after the Renaissance painter Vittore Carpaccio who was noted for his use of red in his paintings. (Cipriani was also the inventor of the Bellini.)

Carpaccio is thin sliced raw beef served with a cold vinaigrette made with olive oil, or just olive oil and lemon juice (and sometimes Parmesan cheese). It's usually served on a green salad.

Carpaccio is also a very good - and very expensive - restaurant in Chelsea where Roman Abramovitch has a permanently reserved table.
 
I had carpaccio in some restaurant near Weymouth last month and puked for 24 hours after it. If you were sitting in front of me on the 8.40 from Heathrow the next day, I apologise and hope the carrot stains washed out.
 
Originally posted by krizon@Jul 18 2005, 09:04 PM
Ah, a chance to dine near a Russian gangster - what could crown the glory of one's day more?
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Have you read the thread on libel that is posted elsewhere?

The thing about Abramovitch's table is that it is always reserved but he is very rarely there. There are nearly always very attractive young ladies seated around it though.
 
Yes, I have, Brian - let him take his best shot. Or, rather, let one of his running dogs take his best shot... :ph34r:
 
Not unfertilized ones, which don't have a chick beginning to be made inside them, Phil - they're just protein. Are you doing some strange thesis on meats for your OU course? I'm wondering how it fits into law...

"So you ate your first wife, Mr Blashford?"

"Yes, m'lud, I did."

"And why was that, pray?"

"Well, sir, she'd forgotten to buy sausages, and I thought it was a shame to waste the potatoes I'd just peeled."

"Ah, I see. So you made your wife into sausages?"

"Oh, no, sir. That would be silly - I only wanted enough meat for one by then, so I wasn't going to go to that much trouble."

"Very sensible, Mr Blashford. It would have been ridiculous to have wasted time on converting your wife into them, I agree. I remember the day that the family dog died, and my wife had just burnt the Sunday roast..."
 
... that's fine, so long as he uses a pro and I'm not just slightly maimed. That'd make me weally, weally, cwoss...
 
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