A couple years ago a friend and I were cooking food in the coals of a campfire on a riverbank when a bold raccoon tried to steal our food right out of the fire. We had to chase it away by throwing rocks.
One should realize that searching google for ‘cooking for raccoons’ appears to remove the stop word ‘for’ and returns results that would indicate Woo’s place would be *on* the table rather than *at* the table.
One should realize that searching google for ‘cooking for raccoons’ appears to remove the stop word ‘for’ and returns results that would indicate Woo’s place would be *on* the table rather than *at* the table.
My grandmother used to feed about 20 racoons. She would get day-old bread for them, and sometimes fry up a mess of mullet, battered and pan-fried, just for them.
Strangely enough, cooked chicken like in the picture would actually be bad for raccoons, because cooked bones crack – they could choke on the splinters – someone needs to design a better cover… for the book that doesn’t exist…
COOKING RACCOONS, you say? Well, it does get tough out in the wilderness…
Seems to be related to this blog, according to Google’s reverse image search: http://liartownusa.tumblr.com/post/86930298685/cooking-for-raccoons-by-grendyl-harlapp
So… probably not a real book. Still pretty cool though.
Grilled chicken with salad. That does look good, even with the visitor in the background.
A couple years ago a friend and I were cooking food in the coals of a campfire on a riverbank when a bold raccoon tried to steal our food right out of the fire. We had to chase it away by throwing rocks.
When we were cooking chicken… a raccoon attempted to steal all the Cheetos. Cooking for raccoons seems rather pointless after that experience.
“To Serve Man” :
http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PB-O1yT5EYg/TLalaoLaagI/AAAAAAABGVI/zQVsBre3p5k/s1600/toserveman_01.jpg
One should realize that searching google for ‘cooking for raccoons’ appears to remove the stop word ‘for’ and returns results that would indicate Woo’s place would be *on* the table rather than *at* the table.
David Nuttall wrote:
Just remember the old saying: “That wasn’t chicken…”
😉
Michael wrote:
Use double quotes around the whole phrase.
My grandmother used to feed about 20 racoons. She would get day-old bread for them, and sometimes fry up a mess of mullet, battered and pan-fried, just for them.
No joke.
No need for any special, Just put any leftovers in the garbage. The raccoons will be grateful.
Strangely enough, cooked chicken like in the picture would actually be bad for raccoons, because cooked bones crack – they could choke on the splinters – someone needs to design a better cover… for the book that doesn’t exist…
[…and they like Cheerios too :)]
@ Ajedi32:
I found this reference: http://redditlurker.com/funny/Post/t3_26t87j
Which I believe is a site of doctored photos….
I wonder why raccoon eyes glow when taking a photo or recording them.