Well.
After many years of being razzed by Dopers from Chi-Town, who equate “living in the South” with “subsisting on roadkill”, I am delighted to announce that the tables have turned.
Moto, one of the swankier restaurants in Chicago, is serving synthetic roadkill raccoon.
And the “sophisticated” Chicagoans are eating it up!
http://www.newsdaily.com/Quirks/UPI-1-20080118-12563300-bc-us-raccoonmeat.xml
Sounds like nothing but class to me. 
“Popular treat”? Sold to “over 50 people”? Woo-hoo, Nellie, we’re a gonna be rich!
Seriously, they do know that’s, like, less than 0.002% of Chicago’s population, right? (And, yeah, I did the math. I’m bored. 50 / 2896016 = 1.7265098 × 10[sup]-5[/sup]) 0.0004% of the State of Illinois’ population.
Obligatory roadkill joke:
How many West Virginians (it’s OK – I am one) does it take to eat a raccoon?
Two, because one has to watch for cars.
Homaro Cantu is the guy who’s made food out of edible paper printed with food-based inks, among other wild things. Nothing he does with food would surprise me.
I was present for a recreation of Cantu’s Iron Chef America Beet Battle at his restaurant last February. Details here.
Pictures are about 1/4 way down the second page of the thread. I don’t particularly care for beets but the meal was astounding. The raccoon was stringier and gamier than I remember from the only previous time I had had it when I was very small, but that was in a stew.
Ewwww…just…ewwww.
Hi, excuse me while I find the nearest toilet.
(Homaro Cantu actually sounds kind of cool, though. The Andy Kaufman of food science, as it were.)