A terrible tragedy...

A few days ago a wayward hippopotamus met its untimely death in the northern part of the Mexican state of Veracruz. It had been legally residing in a private zoo on a rancho near the town of Álamo in the municipality of Temapache and had been released as a prank by some delinquent youths. For this reason the escape of the hippo wasn't even its own fault. The poor thing then wandered around in the countryside looking for food and a place where it would be left alone. It was finally shot and killed by some well armed and brave local policemen who apparently (or so they say) didn't realized that the hippo had all of the necessary papers and permits and that it is an endangered species. Unfortunately, they preferred not to wait for help from the federal authorities to implement a plan of capture without injury to the animal.

What a sad story this is. If I only would have known about it sooner perhaps I could have done something to save the hippo. For one thing I could have befriended it and lured it back to its pen with some of my potentially world famous "Hippo Helper". My Hippo Helper is easy to make and easy to transport and the taste is, well..."to die for". To have to die so far from home by a barrage of bullets without ever having tasted Hippo Helper is a terrible tragedy indeed. Personally, I think it would be much, much better to die happy from eating too much Hippo Helper. You can judge for yourself. Here is the recipe for all of you fellow hippo lovers out there:

Take two slices of bread. Toast both slices of bread evenly on both sides and cover one face of each slice with a light spread of mayonnaise. Slice an apple and an onion very thin and fry the slices in butter until both the apple slices and the onion slices are soft. Put the onion and apple slices between the bread slices along with some slices of cooked bacon to make a sandwich. That's all there is to it. Good grief! It makes me tremble just to think about it.

¡ Buen Provecho !