My Dad's Birthday
My dad's birthday falls on Memorial Day this year, and we celebrated tonight by roasting a pig. Dead serious...the stereotypical whole pig with an apple in it's mouth. Except the pig's gut was sliced down the middle and they flattened it out so the legs were sticking straight out the sides and they didn't add the apple until after it was completely cooked just for fun. And you know...I've eaten rabbit, goat, and alligator with my dad (of which only the latter he did not cook himself) and I actually had the hardest time bringing myself to eat this. The clincher was definitely the fact that the head was still completely in tact, including eyes, teeth and tongue. I had no problems once my dad had stripped all the meat and I was merely looking at shredded pork.