Can you imagine eating pigs? When I was a child, every week I would go with my mother to the butcher shop and drool over all that meat. The owner would routinely give me a raw wiener to keep me happy while my mother ordered her usual order of jack cheese, round steak, a whole salami (I used to like to eat the white skin too), a huge chunk of bologna, blood sausage, pork chops, pork roast, bacon, ham, and more.
I used to eat pounds pork and especially loved my mother’s ham and potato salad. I w