Jellied pig’s head. Headcheese. Make you salivate? No? Well, how about if it comes nicely sliced from the deli labeled as ‘brawn’? Still not convinced? Personally, I love it and it seems appropriate, given the other definitions of brawn (1. Solid and well-developed muscles, especially of the arms and legs. 2. Muscular strength and power…) and the opening ceremony of the Rugby World Cup today in New Zealand; that I enjoy a few slices of this old-fashioned savoury concoction for breakfast. I don’t give a sow’s ear for sport, but it would be very festive if our boys do well over there.
And while I am about it, I may as well have myself a little feast and indulge in a dollop of taramasalata too, pig heads, fish eggs … different strokes for different folks, eh?
5 things I like to eat that the rest of the household won’t even look at:
Now I am off for my morning walk, a dress fitting and then lunch with the gals.
Happy Friday, friends.
Taste every fruit of every tree in the garden at least once. It is an insult to creation not to experience it fully. Temperance is wickedness. Stephen Fry