Has anyone here ever had a properly prepared ortolan?
Absolute knowledge I have none
But my aunt's washerwoman's sister's son
Heard a policeman on his beat
Say to a laborer in the street
That he knew a deponent of Gallic mein
Gifted with gall and Gaulic means
Of ferreting out the wiles and ways
Of Ortelan poachers, a Noble Tribe
Whose evasive art is evocative still
In small-ish taverns..say what you will.
"To eat the bird is illegal" you say
If an Eagle is ill it's hard to say
What fate may befall that sickly raptor.
But an "Ill Eagle" is not a crime
An ortelan on the wing's no good:
perforce its good when brought to earth.
Where a cook--not chef--works small charms
To cook the damn thing without any number of television cameras recording the Last time It Will Ever Be Done ..as I saw (ate) it three times in my life.
Translation: You can get it. I betray my [fill in blank] background when I state that it was nothing remarkable. Fun? yes.