Have I ever told you that my commuter train station is located directly beside a pig slaughter house? It is. And you can imagine the horrors that I endure from that. It's bad enough seeing the truck loads of pigs going into that place. And being at the stop light beside those pigs is even worse..I have the put my hand up like a horse blinder so I don't see. Have you ever made eye contact with a pig that's 2 minutes from the slaughter house? I have. It's awful. I could see the fear in the pigs eye. Terrified from being packed on that scary big rig truck and knowing they're going some place that something very bad will happen to them. Yech! Once I was looking at a poor little piggy and it was so scared it barfed right there. Ever since then I put up the hand blinder. What may be worse is seeing the empty trucks leaving because you know there's a fresh kill going on inside that awful building. But the absolute worst thing of all is the days that you can hear the pigs squealing!!!!! I almost vomit when this happens. The first time it happened I wasn't sure I was hearing what I thought I was hearing. I thought maybe it was my paranoia about this place that made my ears play tricks on me. But then it happened again and again and now I stand for the train as far from that house of horrors as possible. If I hear one more squeal I will barf all over the train platform. Honestly, to me this feels like I have to wait for a train everyday beside a fully functioning Auschwitz. I say that with 100% sincerity. Pork was the first meat I stopped eating in the past little while. Not because of taste but because of spending 10 minutes of my day beside Auschwitz 5 days a week.
Frankly, I have a really hard time coming home and even making anything pork for Husband because of this...and it's really too bad for him because he loves pork. I prefer my pigs on the farm as opposed to my plate though. But today I sucked it up for Nigella an this blog and cooked up a piece of what I'm sure was a Jewish slaughtered pig. Now I know that after my giant spiel maybe you're no longer in the mood for some swine but if even the images I just planted can't deter you from your love of the magical pig then this recipe is quick and easy. Husband really enjoyed it. This will take you about 7 minutes to make start to finish.
Because I'm being a terrible sales person for this I'm going to suggest to you some side dishes. I accompanied this with Marscapone and Truffle Infused Mashed Potatoes and Green Beans Sauteed in Butter and Garlic. The side dishes were amazing. They are not Nigella recipes - they are recipes I made up on the spot so you can't google those titles...well maybe you can but what ever comes up good luck with. I ate a veggie burger patty with my beans and mashed - I'll recommend that to you also. For those of you who have no soul or don't visit Swine Auschwitz daily try the Ham.
PS- Husband does wait for his train the same station I do..but like 98% of the people there he doesn't seem to be able to hear the pig squeals and when he sees a load of pigs pulling into Auschwitz he gets a sudden craving for bacon....Different strokes...
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