It's bacon. Wrapped in sausage. Wrapped in Bacon. Sliced and served on a hot Pillsbury Grand biscuit, it's frankly, a mouthful of heaven.
Mine looked like this in progress:
After three mouthwatering hours in the oven (a meat thermometer is imperative), with some periodic basting with a good barbecue sauce, it looked like this:
Since pork is essentially picnic food, as far as I'm concerned, I served it with potato salad and a good red wine.
So delicious.
Apropos of nothing, I got into my single-digit jeans today.
2 comments:
Oh my. I expect to be invited for dinner at some point. Thank goodnes I am the opposite of kosher.
Ace
Ace, you know you are always welcome at Maison du Pork.
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