2012
if you’re an a you will see
maura @ 10:31 pm
We’ve recently come back to the land of pork in our house, and it’s a happy, happy land. Sometime last year the sprog decided not to eat pork. A friend of his was adhering to (and, truth be told, promoting) the same restrictions, because “pigs are friends, not food.”
Look, I like pigs as much as the next person. I mean, look at this little guy! He’s irresistable! And pigs are smart, and they have almost-uncannily-human-like teeth (except for those giant canines). I once had to identify practically an entire pig from a dig I worked on in Ireland and by the end of it I was a porcine skeletal expert, I tell ya.
But also, the pork, so delicious! It was really, really sad when Gus swore off piggies. We had just, *just* gotten him to eat port chops, yet another small step on the road of everyone eating the same dinner. So we cut down on (but didn’t swear off of) pork. We bought him turkey bacon and occasionally duck bacon too, which is delicious but super pricey. But it’s just not the same. We’d go to visit my dad and stepmother in Vermont and he’d miss out on all of the amazing sausages, fresh from the farm, some mapley! Mmmm, maple-flavored pork.
Then suddenly, last week he decided to eat pork again! It wasn’t quite as stark as waking up one weekend morning and saying, “Dad, please cook me some REAL bacon,” but it was almost like that. Jonathan went hog wild (sorry! couldn’t resist!) at the Coop the next day and bought every conceivable pork product imaginable, stuffing our freezer full. We had pork, like, 10 times last week.
I’m not complaining.
6 comments on “if you’re an a you will see”
Woah, that’s totally a porkapocalypse! Interesting to hear about the veggie goetta, though. G was sad about scrapple = pork when we had some at the shore at the end of the summer, but we have yet to go out and get any now that he’s back on the pig.
Aporkalypse!
Hee, now I am thinking about “Pigs in Spaaaaaaace!!!” Thank you very much for that image.
Veggie goetta is kind of a no-brainer. It is mushier (which is why it requires more cooking and a thinner cut), but the main thing about goetta (aside from the sheer weirdness of living in a town that is completely devoted to bizarre foods that nobody else has heard of) is the spices. Those aren’t meat. The oatmeal, too, is important, and that’s not meat, either. So the “meat” is really the last thing that is important (and here, my pork-loving sibling will probably throw me into the river), imho.
I’d send you some but, eww, not sure a mailing tube full of goetta would be the best idea.
Although! If you do get a big mailing tube from me, hahahahaha, you might want to brace yourself!
One of my kids is a vegetarian; another’s best friend is from Saudi Arabia and is a strong influence on him; another thinks pigs are adorable and inedible. And I just received a very special list of bad-for-me foods from my doctor — guess where bacon ranks?
So you can see how well we fit in here in Porkopolis, where my brother and mom seem to be striving to set some kind of pork record. One of my brother’s favorite things about Germany: “Pork at every meal!”
I will say that veggie goetta is pretty tasty, if it is sliced thinly and cooked well-done.