Wednesday, February 6, 2008

The Swine is Fine

I still feel like crap. Really, this is not cool. I was not born to be a mouth-breather. I was born to eat pork. Like this pork. No really, click the picture.

When I'm lying in bed tonight praying for the double dose of Tussin (don't worry I didn't mix it with three painkillers or Xanax) to kick in, I will be thinking about this pig. When I finally do drift off into a fitful sleep, it will be because my body knows I need to dream about this pig.

Hat tip to Robyn from Serious Eats.

Sweet Jebus of Meat!!! Go here too. I dare ya. It's pork-friggin'-tastic.

4 comments:

cook eat FRET said...

hi - loved this. bye.

Erin said...

Aww, sorry to hear you were feeling poorly -- hopefully you're all better now! And had some bacon, heh.

redneck muppet said...

ohhhhh, i like your mo-town thingy there lady!!!! that's neat!

Erin said...

Thanks!

For as long as you've had it going I've only just now found this, hehe -- I've been enjoying catching up.