Wednesday, March 30th

We seem to be having a quiet day at home today.  I popped in to the library this morning to drop off some DVDs and we're now involved in a cooking binge.  Jamie and Nera bought half a pig from the local farm butcher and we're doing what we can with our share.  Pork is not our favourite meat, by any means, but we can't turn our nose up at a cheap meal.  Apparently, the poor deceased pig was a female so the meat will be better-flavoured and less smelly.  Sounds like an urban myth to me.  It reminds me of our friend, Robyn's, mother who always asked for a left leg of lamb because she believed it tasted better - something to do with walking around hillsides all day, with one leg lower down the hill than the other.  I suppose it depended on whether the sheep walked clockwise or anti-clockwise.

Anyway, the chopped up pig arrived on the weekend Jamie and Nera were in Melbourne so their lodger shoved the pieces randomly in plastic bags and dumped the lot in the freezer.  Nera has to reach in and take pot luck with what she gets.  I sliced up a couple of chops the other day and made a casserole in the slow cooker;  we had Korma Pork yesterday and today we are making Sweet and Sour Pork and Pork Stirfry.

Nera, of course, is in heaven.  Pork is the favourite meat in the Philippines and she'll happily eat it for every meal.  They don't eat much beef (it's likely to be water buffalo) and they don't like the smell of lamb so pork and chicken are usually the main menu items.  I think we're spoiled in Australia with some of the world's best beef and lamb but for the next few weeks it'll be pork and pork again.