I'm waaay late on this, but I just thought of it today and wanted to share. I love this kind of thing.
There's also a entry that reminds me of a terrible Hugo winner I had hoped we would get around to mocking in #scificlub (The Crystal Spheres)
Tagg could scarce believe his young eyes as they met the feast laid out richly before him: all manner of mealbreads, ripest canteloons, and—by the Star!—an entire bandersnort, carved and dripping.