Previously I've written about whole pigs. There's just something disturbingly honest and humanly realistic about them.
We all know that they are used in ballistic testing as a way to gauge bullets on humans.
There's an Erie feeling about when working on a whole pig. Although it's educational for the most part. It puts everything in perspective. You can see where everything comes from. More then a diagram, more then me explaining it to the best of my knowledge. There it is. In its flesh and bone, there it is.
Seeing what we all ingest on a regular basis sprawled out on a table in its entirety can and should bring a sense of respect to every consumer.
I've had whole roasted pigs in the past. And maybe it's just me, but I thought there could be so much more love given to them.
I spent some time with the marinading process with this guy and making sure that every part was used properly.
Sure, I realized later on that he wouldn't fit in the oven, but I'm not throwing away the head.
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
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To the owner of this blog, how far youve come?You were a great blogger.
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