Category Archives: Food
The day they killed the pig
Something crunched underfoot as I crossed the courtyard and I was pleased that it was dark and that I couldn’t see the offending object. They had killed the pig here a few hours earlier and I was under no illusion … Continue reading
Nostrils for lunch
“Would you like to taste the nostrils?” inquired my brother-in-law politely, holding the plate towards me, his eyes gleaming in anticipation. I refused to be baited, took the dish and handed it down the table. As it went past I … Continue reading
Anyone for wild boar’s head?
“How about wild boar’s head?” he said, “we’ve still got one in the freezer. “ I stopped rifling through the cook book and stared at him, horrified. “What for New Year’s Eve? You must be joking.” He looked hurt. “I’ll cook … Continue reading
The mountain dweller 