it's made of parts you don't even want to think about, and after it's simmered in its own fluids and is crisp and brittle and a little burned--the cook takes the lard grease that's left over, pours it into a Mason jar, and tucks this fat under the sink for some future, disgusting project. mmmmm-mm that's good.
and we say we're disgusted by pig's feet...
* originally published on 1/23/2006 at http://myyarn.blogspot.com/
Are you trying to say you're ready to go on another bacon streak?
Posted by: paula | August 11, 2006 at 08:21 AM