white chocolate ribcage

Found it on Neil Gaiman's website, he tends to have a knack of collecting or being sent kooky stuff like that and then posting it up. I couldn't eat the organs, but I do really fancy eating the rib-cage, and I don't even like white chocolate. The net is marvellous for finding odd stuff. I spent ages recently researching an ancient Rome fraudster who created a Snake-God glove puppet, that people actually worshipped, Marcus Aurelius actually took military advice from this glove-puppet, because I've got a sentence or two about it in the book.

Very sad to read that the ribcage melted before it could be eaten. Zombies are everywhere at the moment. Dawn of the Dead remake at the cinema, original on telly last night, the excelent Shaun Of The Dead out tomorrow. Now rib-cage cake. I'd eat the organs.

fantastic ... i love the way some people will go to such extremes and then be so upfront about it "I say if you're going to make an edible, anatomically correct chest cavity dessert tray, you might as well do it right!" marvellous ... thank you andrew ...

I know there are far too many award ceremonies in the world but someone needs to invent one for this kind of thying and giver her one (an award). Dedication on a high level and genuinely interesting. I read all three pages in awe. as for unusual dishes. We used to make a student stew that had severral cigarette butts in it and none were ever found.

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However did you come across *that* on the net Andrew, what did you type in the search box 'edible body parts' - feeling hungry me duck? Anyway, I cruised the site a bit and saw they'd got a review of one of my all time favourites - 'The Inocents', a 1961 film based on Henry James' 'The Turn of the Screw'. I've read that book, and the opera by Benjamin Britten is awesome too. All spawned from the original story by James. I love the psychology of it, the fact that you never really know what's real and what isn't, whether she's completely screwed up or not. It's very scary because of the pace - that steady build up of events all leading to the one conclusion you dread. When this film came out my husband was 22 and it was a cult thing, they all went to see it over and over again. Bit too early in the day to be thinking like this though. *shudders*