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#187: Chops

#187: Chops
Odd Spot - The Age - 30/08/2022

The cold air mixed with the soft spray of water and danced over the green, black, orange and red vegetables. Peter stood, dumbfounded. He didn’t actually know what a pumpkin looked like. He knew it was orange, but the carrots were orange and that was why he was standing in front of the refrigerated display.

Now that Matilda and Rory were vegetarians, he had to buy stuff she’d eat. He was having the kids over for a barbecue, like they once did. But instead of whacking on steaks, chops, and snags, he had to roast vegetables.

Peter had looked up how to do it, and he reluctantly would admit it looked pretty good. He needed carrots, pumpkin, potatoes, red onions and zucchini. He had the salt and pepper, and the barbecue.

Peter grabbed a handful of carrots and the zucchini’s. He turned towards the meat, and the temptation repeated to just ignore this vegetarian bullshit and feed his own kids’ proper food. Humans were at the top of the food chain. For thousands of years, men have hunted and cooked the meat. And besides, it tastes fuckin good.

He found himself in the meat aisle and the lamp chops were on sale. Nothing better than to place them backside up to cook the strip of fat before letting them fall and take the heat.

How could anyone give that up?