Saturday, April 16, 2011

pork scratchings


No, not an obscure title to lure the reader to it...actually,yes, that's what I want to talk about today!
one of my greatest discoveries when living in the UK (specifically when visiting Warwickshire, home of the scratching) was this delectable morsel of crispy fat and salt...
and though I have sampled some of the offerings available in NZ, they are just NOT THE SAME!!!

So each week, I hopefully scan the pork section in the butchery, in vain, for a big sheet of pork skin that I can turn into my own delicious wee heart-attacks in a mouthful...

I have the recipe, the will, the time...and no pig...can anyone enlighten me as to where I might be able to get some crackling?

2 comments:

JoGillespie said...

I thought it just happened when you did a pork roast?? Mum rubs the skin with salt, and during the roasting, you get crackling :-)

mighty acorns said...

it does Jo, but the joy of this is that it's just ALL crackling!!!