I haven’t yet found evidence of Pere Botero’s cauldron in accounts of the 1251/1320 Shepherds’ Crusade, but at least this meme will encourage children who suspect that – denuded of the genitive apostrophe-s – shepherd’s pie is exactly what it purports to be: minced shepherd with boots and gravy, topped first with potato mash and then with a layer of grated cheese, baked until brown, and forced down one’s throat by a dietary zealot. Think I’m kidding you? Here’s old rent-a-quote Radulph from Caen in Amin Maalouf’s The Crusades through Arab eyes:
In Ma’arra our troops boiled pagan adults in cooking-pots; they impaled children on spits and devoured them grilled.
Boring gits will now point out that Radulph was writing about the year 1098, not 1251, and that there is moreover no record of unethical culinary relationships involving pastoralists during that campaign. Fair enough, but then you also need to acknowledge that shepherd-eating is an enduring theme in European folklore. I’m not talking so much about stuff like George Borrow’s rejection of such stories in The Zincali: An Account of the Gypsies of Spain as about the adoption by the Fourth Lateran Council of transubstantiation, the principal shepherd-eating myth in European culture. This doctrine was made official in 1215, and after 36 years French shepherds may have decided they’d had enough.
- More mad shepherds
“Their travel preparations involved the slaughter of Jews and of non-ecstatic clerics, as well as the usual catalogue of rape and
- Who’ll write me a drinking song?
MG posted this C15th verse the other day, and D suggested but didn’t provide music: Bring us in good ale, and bring
- Gypsy madonna, madonna gypsy
Who’s copying who?
- Improvised hair salon in village bar
Eating excellent omelettes and cold cuts and other stuff in a bar on this walk, in comes a stylist who was
- Pere Botero's
“On Ponent Street lived another woman known as the Queen because she was daughter of one of the Three Kings”