— Darling, I’m starving! What’s for dinner?
— Your favorite — brains!
— Oh yummy!
— How would you like them, dear? I have so many recipes I can’t decide.
— You know how I like them: fresh and bleeding.
— I have plenty. I’ve had no trouble getting them since the Apocalypse.
— The butcher we had before was rubbish.
— I know — really chewy, and he kept scratching.
— He left a nasty taste in my mouth.
— His wife was nice. But she's not there.
— The new butcher is much better.
— Yes, he’s tender and delicious.
— He’ll give you anything you ask for. These brains, for instance. I believe they were his son's.
— Well, that’s jolly nice of him. Sweetheart, gimme a kiss with those lovely lips of yours…
— Here they are, but take them quick; I need my hand to stir the pot.
— Gotcha!
— Here: eat up. A mind's a terrible thing to waste.
— Here: eat up. A mind's a terrible thing to waste.
Cooking for Young Homemakers, Culinary Arts Institute, 1948
Also from this book: Roast Opossum, Fried and Baked, Crown Roast of Frankfurters, Rudolph the Red Nosed Pot Roast