Sunday, October 12, 2008

Pulled Pork and Hurricane Ike


Down at the Jersey Shore... Like waaaay down, for a bachelor party, with about 15 guys. Hurricane Ike is bearing down on the coast, and us with it. The winds were whipping, the rain was coming down in sheets, and this guy showed up on the doorstep of our weekend rental with another large associate in an enormous black Ford pickup pulling a blackened oil drum smoker. 

The smokerbarrow opened up like a clamshell to reveal a pig, split down the middle, and resting on grates and an aluminum foil covered plank. One kind gentleman went to work on the pig, at first getting medieval with two cleavers, and then moving to more ninja-like moves with a 12" chef's knife.

Puttin' some hurt to a side o' pig.

Pulled Pork during Hurricane Ike. Seriously.

One, two! One, two! and through and through; The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!

Probably just as uncomfortable feeling to the pork as it is to you being this close :P




Action Shot.
Don't you just want to jump on into that tray and roll around in it?   Okay, maybe that's just me.

Coming up... Burgers.

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