WE’VE MOVED HERE! COME SAY HELLO!
A rather pleasant-looking chap the Civet, what’s more he’s got a rather clever derierre. More on that in a mo’, these fellows are found all around the globe, they have a cat-like appearance with perhaps a soupcon of the Otter or Mongoose.
Of course the Civet being in the family of things that move, and what with them being located under the Sun, it is considered a delicacy by the Chinese. This eat-first question-later policy has of course landed many a Chinaman in hospital, sweet and sour Civet included when it gave the greedy little buggers the SARS virus. Unluckily for the Civet the Chinese took offense and the Civet were slaughtered by the authorities for having the audacity to be ill while going rather well with a black bean sauce.
Talking of tasty, those who know me will be aware that I’m quite the connoisseur and gastronome. Once in Ho Chi Minh city I had the experience of partaking in the caphe cut chon beverage. Sadly my knowledge of French-Indochine cuisine was lacking at the time, you see this coffee is actually produced from Civet excrement. They feed the hapless fellow, who it should be noted much prefers a cup of tea anyway, Coffee Fruit. Out pop the beans a couple of days later. Rumours that it takes 2 Civets to make 1 cup remain unconfirmed.
One final thing about this smashing chap is that they were incredibly important for their contribution to perfumes. You see that clever little bottom of theirs contains a set of perianal glands that secrete a a high-quality musk with a smokey aroma. The musk is collected with a scraping spoon, that is in no way pleasant for the poor bloody Civet, and he is said to have developed quite an aversion to silver service dining. Still it is rather nice smelling, Henry the VIII’s wife Catherine Parr was said to be partial to the scent of Juniper and Civet in her private chamber… I say.
So there it is the Civet, the animal with the World’s most sophisticated bottom.