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One of the most memorable Thanksgivings ever, was several years ago when my Filipino family-mom, dad, aunts and uncles, decided to have THIS for our thanksgiving meal, instead of the golden brown turkey that i had expected:
it was the year my Filipino aunties decided to forgo the turkey and instead have a LECHON, the traditional Filipino dish of a big ass super dead roasted pig in its entirety for thanksgiving, the sight of which would make any squeamish person faint dead on the ground. now, I am a huge fan of lechon, and I aint one to bat an eye at a roast pig, but that year, I wanted fucking turkey! so the sight of that damn pig really pissed me off, and i grumbled the whole night about how i hadn't expected to eat a roast pig for thanksgiving. the really funny thing was that a mysterious Filipino man with a jerrycurl wearing a blue jumpsuit delivered the lechon. the jumpsuit was unzipped down the front and he wasn't wearing a shirt underneath, so we could all see his bare chest and it was really shady. i was super suspicious of the lechon after seeing that strange man's jumpsuit and exposed chest and was hesitant to eat it.
what made it worse was that there was a cavernous hole cut int he side of the pig's gut, and we were supposed to dig the meat right out of the pig's gut, and my little cousins were picking off the pig's skin right off it and eating at it and my mom was screaming at me to get meat out of the pig's gut. i didn't eat much of it cause i wasn't too thrilled about actually eating the lechon meat directly from the pig's gut, since normally lechon is served in a milder more palatable form, all cut up already minus the pig head and body.
oh well, that was a really funny thanksgiving.
i remember watching the real world San Francisco, when Jo- the militant vegetarian- ate some roasted pig/lechon by accident, and subsequently went into convulsions and crying fits and tried to make herself throw up because she was so traumatized at having eaten roasted pig unknowingly and felt "the anguished soul of the animal she had just eaten. i remember thinking "what a dumb ass fucking ho."
p.s. this was the mildest photo of a lechon i could find. Every other photos have the potential to make people hurl, since for some reason lechons look like dismembered human bodies , or roasted fetuses, or are pictured with roasting spits impaling the lechons up their anooses.
anyhoo, i enjoyed thanksgiving at both my auntie's house this year and at jeff's family's too where both homes served turkey. my favorite thanksgiving food is stuffing and i ate and ate and ate so much of it it thought i was gonna die. Thanksgiving normally isn't a fun holiday though. since i was a high schooler, i can remember always being stressed out during thanksgiving since its so deadly close to finals or due dates for applications, that i can recall being really worried and anxiety ridden during almost every Thanksgiving of my adult life when ive had some test to study for, some application to turn in, some DBQ or paper to write, or some shit i have to outline.
but all in all, im happy and thankful to be alive and so blessed. i love my friends and i love my family!
p.p.s. i hope my full Native American friend doesn't hate my guts and think im an insensitive asshole for sending her a Happy Thanksgiving email today since i did agonize over whether to send it for a split second.
it was the year my Filipino aunties decided to forgo the turkey and instead have a LECHON, the traditional Filipino dish of a big ass super dead roasted pig in its entirety for thanksgiving, the sight of which would make any squeamish person faint dead on the ground. now, I am a huge fan of lechon, and I aint one to bat an eye at a roast pig, but that year, I wanted fucking turkey! so the sight of that damn pig really pissed me off, and i grumbled the whole night about how i hadn't expected to eat a roast pig for thanksgiving. the really funny thing was that a mysterious Filipino man with a jerrycurl wearing a blue jumpsuit delivered the lechon. the jumpsuit was unzipped down the front and he wasn't wearing a shirt underneath, so we could all see his bare chest and it was really shady. i was super suspicious of the lechon after seeing that strange man's jumpsuit and exposed chest and was hesitant to eat it.
what made it worse was that there was a cavernous hole cut int he side of the pig's gut, and we were supposed to dig the meat right out of the pig's gut, and my little cousins were picking off the pig's skin right off it and eating at it and my mom was screaming at me to get meat out of the pig's gut. i didn't eat much of it cause i wasn't too thrilled about actually eating the lechon meat directly from the pig's gut, since normally lechon is served in a milder more palatable form, all cut up already minus the pig head and body.
oh well, that was a really funny thanksgiving.
i remember watching the real world San Francisco, when Jo- the militant vegetarian- ate some roasted pig/lechon by accident, and subsequently went into convulsions and crying fits and tried to make herself throw up because she was so traumatized at having eaten roasted pig unknowingly and felt "the anguished soul of the animal she had just eaten. i remember thinking "what a dumb ass fucking ho."
p.s. this was the mildest photo of a lechon i could find. Every other photos have the potential to make people hurl, since for some reason lechons look like dismembered human bodies , or roasted fetuses, or are pictured with roasting spits impaling the lechons up their anooses.
anyhoo, i enjoyed thanksgiving at both my auntie's house this year and at jeff's family's too where both homes served turkey. my favorite thanksgiving food is stuffing and i ate and ate and ate so much of it it thought i was gonna die. Thanksgiving normally isn't a fun holiday though. since i was a high schooler, i can remember always being stressed out during thanksgiving since its so deadly close to finals or due dates for applications, that i can recall being really worried and anxiety ridden during almost every Thanksgiving of my adult life when ive had some test to study for, some application to turn in, some DBQ or paper to write, or some shit i have to outline.
but all in all, im happy and thankful to be alive and so blessed. i love my friends and i love my family!
p.p.s. i hope my full Native American friend doesn't hate my guts and think im an insensitive asshole for sending her a Happy Thanksgiving email today since i did agonize over whether to send it for a split second.