Run like a bird

Can I just take a minute here to talk about quails?  You’ve all seen one, right?  The males are those little bluish birds with a body like a British nanny and an en vogue version of the roman helmet crest sticking off the tops of their heads? 

Here.

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It’s understandable if you haven’t seen one because usually you look for birds in the sky or in trees, and while quails are capable of flying, they prefer forming into an orderly line and walking.  Their life is just one big parade.  Then, when something big and scary and possibly hungry for quail comes along, they’re all, “RUN!  EVERYONE!  RUN!”

I mean, at what point did evolution say to the quail, “Wings?  What good are wings for?  Let’s work on getting rid of those—they make you look fat.  Now, about your forehead…” 

Seriously. It’s right up there with men having nipples and the existence of weiner dogs.  Who knew evolution was gay?  And if that doesn’t convince you, maybe this recipe from Epicurious will:

Roast Quail with Grapes and Chestnuts

WHAT’S COOKIN’ 2NITE:
Lamb meatballs (maybe)
Smoked salmon and chive roll-ups
Baked rigatoni in bechamel sauce
Garlicky asparagus
Salad with apples, craisins, and candied pecans
Truffle cakes with ice cream

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2 thoughts on “Run like a bird

  1. I don’t know if I have ever commented before, but Nicole is a dear friend of mine and recommended your blog a few years ago. BTW – not kissing arse, but you make me giggle out loud all the time! Now to the point: My 6.5 (yes, the .5 is terribly important)year-old daughter read the title of this post and said, “Run Like A Bird. What does that mean? Well, whatever it means, I have to run like a bird to the toilet!” and off she went.

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