Gruesome.
Neither my wife nor me do any dog — for food. The reason is simply: No same homo sapiens would dare set our teeth on the most faithful creature to mankind — dogs.
And while my wife is a seafood freak, her more Swiss-conservative husband is so conservative that he wouldn’t even think of feeding on rabbit, available in many a Swiss supermarket.
Which is why the idea of an Animal Restaurant doesn’t quite work out here. We’re not vegetarians, but still, when yours truly thinks of a potential “Animal Restaurant”, he imagines either a room full of packed, crammed animals in cages, a supermarket of dead animals you buy and then eat, or worse.
Please, no.
Taken February 2010 in Beijing