More about pork..........

[Bob Wright]

Many yeara ago (Seems I start many of my stories like that lately) I would get up early on Saturday morning to go hunting. And often stopped at an all night convenience store for sausage and biscuits. And, more often than not, one of the local pimps would have rounded up his gils and was treating them to pickled pigs feet.

Seems those stores always had jugs of pigs feet, pickled eggs, or pickled sausage by the cash register.

Bob Wright

 

[Ride1949]

Can't recall the "working girls", but I sure remember the pig's feet, eggs and sausage.

 

[Bob Wright]

Can't recall the "working girls", but I sure remember the pig's feet, eggs and sausage.

Location, location, location.

Bob Wright

 

[nekvermont]

No jars of pickled lamb tongues?

 

[Kevin]

I've tried pickled eggs. They are pretty terrible. I couldn't bring myself to try pickled pigs feet.

 

[eveled]

I love pickled eggs. Pigs feet are good too. I tried pickled lambs tongue I was not a fan.

 

[Ranger]

I've eaten balut when I was in the Philippines just to prove I could do it; but I don't know about pigs feet or lambs tongue... not sure if I'm up for that challenge.

 

[eveled]

My Italian mother in law starts her sauce by cooking a pork chop in the pot. Then she adds the rest of the ingredients. No matter how good the meat balls and sausage are. Everyone roots around looking for a piece of pork.

Now when I make a sauce, its all pork.

 

[Ranger]

We used to save mountain oysters for people who liked them; but don't think I ever tried those either.

 

[arfmel]

These used to be sold as a “BONELESS CHICKEN DINNER” for $1.00 at a local venue

 

[Watertender]

A friend owned a tavern where they had pickled eggs on the bar. The bar had a resident beagle named Ginger. One day one of the local daytime drunks gave Ginger a saucer of draft Genesee Cream Ale and a pickled egg. The resulting green cloud was eye watering to say the least. Everyone bailed out of both the front and back doors like the place was on fire. The owner's wife walked in and got a good whiff. She started screaming at the bartender and accumulated patrons in both English and Italian. I tried not to laugh but it was no use. The more I tried the more I laughed. I can still hear her screaming "Bastio Bootonna Salamabeech"!!!

 

[XUSNORDIE]

I've eaten balut when I was in the Philippines just to prove I could do it; but I don't know about pigs feet or lambs tongue... not sure if I'm up for that challenge.

Heck yea! I remember sitting on the balcony of Daisy Maes on the corner of Gordon and Magsaysay hearing the cart guy yelling "Baluuuuut!"...we'd send a kid down with a couple pesos to grab some and bring it back.....same cart would have chicken feet, monkey meat, etc...learned real fast to tell the kid to come back and he'd get another couple pesos....otherwise you'd see him hit the street and run the other way with your pesos! Ahhhhhhh PI !!!!

It all went great with a cold San Magoo or Red Horse!....or a pitcher of MOJO!

 

[Wyandot Jim]

Every so often I use the juice from my pickled beets to soak the eggs in. Makes colorful and tasty pickled eggs, the way my grandmother did it so many years ago

 

[Rudedawg]

pickled eggs and beer flatulence will send people running from a party as fast as playing The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald....

 

[Watertender]

pickled eggs and beer flatulence will send people running from a party as fast as playing The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald....

Now if you could "toot" the opening notes of that fine song.... that would be talented