Friday, February 13, 2015

And this little exchanger had roast pork...


Today at language camp we did something really traditional and really Hungarian! We cleaned and butchered a pig in preparation for roasting it. We didn't kill it, I think that would have been too much, but it was actually really interesting! I know that might seem a little gruesome, but it's kind of like dissecting a animal in biology. Usually Hungarians kill the pig, butcher it and roast it outdoors during good weather. While the pig is roasting they melt the fat onto bread (reminds me of my grandma and her bacon fat toast)

If you're squeamish or are triggered by blood and stuff, I would stop reading. We took a bunch of photos and I want to post them, but I don't want anyone to faint or anything. Overall the Hungarians were really impressed by how un-prissy we were. In one of the photos we're holding hooves we just drank palinka out of, and they said they didn't junk they could get normal teens to do that.































A lot of photo cred goes to the beautiful ginger in the photos, Haley! (Creepy side note: she's really good at naming organs)





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