"And I will cause them to eat the flesh of their sons and the flesh of their daughters, and they shall eat every one the flesh of his friend in the siege and straitness, wherewith their enemies, and they that seek their lives, shall straiten them." That's God saying that, not me: Jeremiah 19.9. The image is from the movie Cannibal Ferox.
Christmas was also enlivened with some non-traditional fare brought
back from Arizona.
First the giant bag of Dos Ranchitos Fried Pork Rinds. You may be able to see that they designated “snack
style” but as opposed to what? Main course style? Banquet style? Before opening the bag I feared they looked a
bit pale and puffy (conceivably even low fat) and I feared they might be a bit bland,
but no, not at all. Yes they are quite
airy but that means they melt in the mouth (who doesn’t want a mouth full of
melted pork skin?) and they leave a rich lingering flavor across the palate. Result.
And I know a lot of people like their pork skins picante. For them there’s this little feller, the man
from Whoop Ass Chipotle Fire Hot Sauce, bought at a roadside attraction called The
And finally there’s this, bought in the Del Sol Market in Yuma: a can
of razor clams. I had never seen canned
razor clams before (they come from Peru) and I’m not a hundred per cent sure what
to do with them, but the current plan is to make some razor clam bisque. That may be a project for the New Year - I’ll
keep you posted.