So finally, we got around to borrowing the equipment and buying some casings to stuff our own sausage. The pork came from the pig we raised last year. This was an adventure, and it took several pairs of hands to get the job done. It truly was a family affair. Continue reading
While in Mexico earlier this year, I decided to try my hand at some pork carnitas. The only cut of meat the butcher had was a beautiful loin, so I went with that. Traditionally carnitas are nice fatty roasts fried in lard in a big copper pot. Here I was with no copper pot, and no roast. Time to figure something else out. I did… and it is spectacular.