Mormon Aspic

Google reliably delivered someone to the Rants and Recipes at the request of "mormon aspic." Now, I have my beefs with the strange theology and culture of the Deseret set, but nowhere have I ever advocated cooking them and setting them in aspic. Nowhere.

Forced exile, sure.

Now, for a recipe of aspic a la Brigham, I am guessing that Jell-O would suffice. They are a Jell-O-eatin' people, them Mormons. Once we were in the Salt Lake City Airport and found a Mormon Cookbook. Totally without irony. It was trying to show the healthful and wholesome ways of the Mormons, so it basically was a book of the worst manifestations of Anglo cooking, coupled to a love of the mass produced.

"My God," I thought, "we ought to build a wall around this state and just shoot anyone who tries to get out." It sounds harsh, but realize that they won't even give you a shot of Bourbon or an espresso to chase the nasty taste away with. That's worse than what they did at Mountain Meadows.

But still, setting them up in aspic is a bit much.