Ayyyyy!!! Diet Coke, hmm? That is odd. Water takes off pounds. Fashion, it is indeed the strong motivation to lose weight, but it is not psychologically the healthiest!

It IS very European.

Lagerfeld may dress like Doc Holliday, but Americans know cowboys rode horses, they didn’t eat them.

Who would buy this book anyway? It is not like the Lagerfeld entity (love that phrase, by the way) is a physical specimen that anyone would wish to emulate! Granted, he lost a lot of weight, but now he just looks scary on yet another level. I think we all simply prefer to think that surgery was involved to achieve this mess rather than learn any of his secrets.

I would take Langerfeld’s claims with a grain of salt (if you can eat salt).

Although there is logic in combining foods into a loathsome dish in order to suppress the appetite, I suspect Langerfeld had a bit of help from gastric bypass surgery and the subsequent nip and tuck.

I mean how much honesty can one expect from a man who dresses like Michael Jackson.

Tuna and blackberry mousse is a ruining of two lovely food stuffs, but horsemeat? I nearly spit out my Godiva truffle this morning.

Addendum:

Emotionally, La Belladonna, she agrees with the Tiberia and the Kristin; for Americans, it is the violation of the Domestic Contract we have with our animals; for the dog, the cat, and the horse, it is “you will work for and with us, and be our companions and part of our household; members of our household are not food.”

Yes, there is the separate Domestic Contract with other animals, such as the cow, the pig and the chicken, which is “you will be food for us; until that time, though, you will be given food, water, shelter, and medical care.” Many peoples may not like this contract, but everything that lives, dies, so it is not the worst contract to have.

For Americans, La BellaDonna, she thinks the visceral reaction will be that this is the proof that the Lagerfeld, he is everything that is evil and bad and wrong.

Which is true.

Bleeeccchhh! I cannot get the look of nausea off of my face.

There is a horse burger on the menu at Pastis, which barfed me out so bad when I saw it that I never went back. Also when I was in Tokyo my hosts ordered raw horse sashimi and tried to convince me to partake…I had to draw the line there.