Maybe you knew this already, but out there somewhere in our human-proud world, you can actually buy lion meat. Lion stew meat, lion rib eye, lion porterhouse . . . well, when it's in stock.
And as a Sherlockian, I immediately thought of Sahara King.
Not that Sahara King didn't deserve to be eaten, especially by one Eugenia Ronder, but because he was, once all is said and done, a lion. And in the Canon.
We love our Sherlockian Canon. It's just so . . . tasty?
I've met plenty of people who like to sample the wines mentioned within the cases of Sherlock Holmes. And I've met those who sample the tobaccos, as well as, those who dine on meals as served up by Mrs. Hudson, Simpson's, and the odd inn. But the one Sherlockian I have yet to meet is the Canonivore: A Sherlockian who was attempting to eat their way through the entire Canon.
It doesn't mean they're not out there, of course.
Perhaps there is a truly obsessed fan who has tasted the likes of a Sahara King. Or one who found the restaurant that prepares cyanea capillata. A fan who long ago finished with trout, yams, pate de foie gras, carbuncle-stuffed goose, and all the other normal exotic foods of the Canon . . . who has moved on to everything else at all edible found within the pages of the sixty stories. One can easily envision them creating an "Eat the Canon!" checklist, looking something like:
. . . etc.
And if there aren't any active Canonivores out there currently, this is the perfect niche for that aspiring Sherlockian blogger or podcaster looking to carve out a niche for themselves, documenting their experiences in tracking and eating the entire Canon.
We're used to consuming literature through our eyes and even our ears, so why not take that next step?
Eat the Canon. Even the vegan version of that would be an accomplishment.