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December 1936. "C.D. Grant in storehouse on his farm at Penderlea Homesteads, North Carolina." Medium format negative by Arthur Rothstein. View full size.
I grew up with them and I'm of French-Canadian decent.
I enjoy the comments about all that was made from pigs! One my grandfather told me about, was taking the pig's gall bladder (although I suspect it may have been the urinary bladder), and blowing it up into a balloon, tying it with string. It must have been fun to play with, because it was among his favorite childhood memories!
Now we know what happened to the little piggy that stayed home.
Anyone who is a carnivore and is not forbidden from consuming pork by his religion can always find a pork product that they love. In the olden days, when people did slaughter and store their own food, neighbors, friends and relatives would share their butchered pig and use almost every bit of it. Did'ja ever hear of "jellied pigs feet?" Mom would simmer the immaculately cleaned feet for hours until they fell apart in the rich, porky broth with seasonings and spices, then after cooling it somewhat would strain the broth and take all the bones out of the boiled meat. She would cut this (feet meat) into bite-size pieces and pour both the strained broth and meat into bowls or molds and refrigerate it all overnight. The broth would congeal into a very sturdy gelatin full of pork, she would slice it up, and the older Polish people would go nuts wolfing it down topped with a bit of vinegar and eaten with good rye bread. Apparently it was something they ate in Europe when times were tough but they sure did love it. It was like a deli treat to them and made the elders very happy and nostalgic and they were literally in hog heaven. (It was probably similar to headcheese but from the feet instead). And no, I did not partake, but who doesn't love bacon, barbecued ribs and succulent pork roast.
Did tterrace come up with that?
[tterrace didn't even get it at first. What a maroon. -tterrace]
And those two hogs would have to last through the winter and then some.
Some perishables for quick consumption (German home slaughtering tradition has the "butcher's soup" which took everything that had no other use and was served to the folks actually turning that hog into food), much of the innards, gristle, bits and pieces going into smoked sausages of various description, in modern times some would be turned into canned sausage, then salted meat, ham, bacon, you name it.
Head cheese, cracklin' boar bristles for brushes. Is true the old saying "Used everything but the oink" on the hog. How well I remember my mother making pickled pigs' feet in the winter. Once you got past the hooves it was just pork.
I love the look on this man's face. It says" I work hard to feed my family". Pigs will become ham, pork chops, bacon...on the shelf there are jars of preserved peaches. Biscuits will be made with the fat from the pigs and the sack of flour on the floor.
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