|Beau couldn't stand the noise - he added to the clamor with some long, anguished howls for his fellow beast|
|Beau! Cover your eyes! You're going to have nightmares!|
At first it didn't click in my head why Angelita was standing there at the ready holding a bucket. When they slit the throat of the pig though, she put the bucket under the flow to catch all the blood.
Mexicans make something called moronga - it looks like chorizo, but is pure blood.
The funny part was a bunch of our Sunday school kids were there standing around watching this spectacle. The next day, one of the girls came over to say hi after church. I was eager to talk to her; I was looking forward to getting the juicy details, the inside scoop on what it was like seeing that up close and personal.
Imagine me, impressed and excited.
Me: So, Daniela...you guys killed a pig yesterday!
Daniela: *Shrug* yep.
Me: What'd you think of that?
Daniela: .... *shrug*
It was obvious she was NOT impressed. Just another day on the farm!
|If you zoom in on this picture you can see the pig tied to the post.|
After killing it and draining its blood, they proceeded to shave the pig. Nothing is wasted!!! The blood is used for moronga, with the skin they make chicharron (pork rinds) or fatty skin tacos, the head is considered a delicacy and used in different things like pozole or carnitas. People are fanatics of sesos (brain) - in taquitos, molotes, even sesadillas (yes, like a quesadilla but with brains instead of cheese). Anyone ever heard of pickled pig's feet? Yeah, it's a real thing.
|This is moronga. Looks like sausage. Of course we don't eat this because we do not eat blood.|
Have a nice day! :D