The hair makes it less appetizing looking if you ask me. It's obviously there to try to provoke shock value.
Meat rarely resembles the actual creature as it appeared in life.
Nowhere near as appetising as roast pig.
There's a good reason why human meat ranks pretty low on the gourmet stakes. Just think about all that shit most people eat, esp. the americans. And all the medications they swallow.
Heat would cook some of that out of it I'm sure. Drinking water in some places pose a higher danger.
"Nowhere near as appetising as roast pig."
Human is known as Long Pig, isn't it?
the hair keeps the beauty and that makes it look more appetizing. i wouldn't like a fat ugly sweaty blob. now you could cut it into tiny pieces, but then its just ham. it again looses flavor. call it a sexual flavor. but not too strong. like seeing a nice girl walking down street, expect you get this feeling when eating.
i am unsure if they would look like this if they were really roasted, maybe with certain ingredients they would.
Meta, did you ever smell burning hair? One of the worst smells ever. If you roast something with its hair on, the meat will absorb that smell - total waste IMO.
And no, roast people wouldn't look like that in your cartoon.
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Human is known as Long Pig, isn't it?
It is, but still there are many factors like age. Most pigs (or any animals in fact, except fish and some game) people consume are slaughtered at a fairly young age. Post-pubescent people would be stringy and somewhat foul-tasting I suppose.
But wouldn't it only effect the head? Empty it first, then roast. You could cut it off and then roast both parts separately, then attach it again.
Roasted pigs look like that, although a bit more burned and its only after you remove the slight coal that gets made on top of the skin(of course depends on the techniche). And pigs have a very similar skin to that of humans. So i would imagine that if a roasted pig could look just like that, then so can a human. It is a cartoon thought, its not perfect realism.
I may have a sort of... roundabout story. I can't say I'm a sociopath. Probably toward psychopath, moreso. Anyway, a friend I had a long time ago, a friend for a long time, too, apparently turns out to be a sociopath. I find this out from another friend of mine, to whom he was married to. Yeah, they were both friends, conveniently married, of course.
This information had me cast back into memory and re-evaluate a variety of times in our lives together. Frankly, we were very alike, as far as I could tell. If he had been lying and created a persona with me, it didn't really concern me to poke too deeply anyway. Perhaps that's the psychotic in me, because either way, the deception really wouldn't making anything different. You know what I mean? I think we mutually didn't care about that kind of shit and were more interested in tearing down the world around us. I remember a time I told some things to his wife (and my friend, too) that he had told me in confidence, with a sort of misguided intent to "equal it out." I explained this logic to him and somehow convinced him. It was a rational response to an emotional situation. Pretty good clue, in my mind. We understood that our behavior was almost ruled in a grounds of logic and impersonal rationality. A weird sense of trust, you know? He did have a ton of more social manipulation and facade creating skill than I. I noticed how easy it was for him to laugh and converse, looking engaged and got along with just about anyone he put the charm on. I watched this and smirked. In a way, I learned about such things from him.
So, casting memory back this way, evaluating our relationship then, I would say it was pretty good. Regardless of sociopathy or not. Pretty uneventful right? His wife had told me of certain other things that went on while eyes were not on them. I could only imagine. She had been genuinely frightened on occasion at his actions and things he said. It never happened around me, was all I could think. None of my business. I just couldn't reckon the revelation she gave me, so I questioned my own self. How could I associate so easily with a sociopath? Was he just a good liar or did I just not care? Both? I don't know. I really have lost concern over sociopathy and psychopathy since.