This story begins with the few clicks of a mouse in a land called twitter, a far off cyber-realm where people share ideas, connect, promote, and exchange information. Had I not been sitting in a nail salon, obsessing over Facebook, instagram and twitter simultaneously (yes I’ll admit it) while waiting for my pearly polish to dry, I might not have ever seen this tweet “@themightyrib: Boston foodies…if you’re interested in details about attending a Pig Roast @CitizensPub in the near future, pls DM me. Organizing a group”. Without regard to my polish, I instantly replied and was greeted moments later by a friendly message from Kevin (@themightyrib) that I was in. Awesome. Finally a dinner crew that will get down and dirty with some odd bits, and maybe a few people I can learn from. A couple of days later he got back to me with the date of Sunday Feb 26@2pm. Juuuusst Great, iPhone calendar says I have a ski weekend planned, but what the heck, its been a bare bones winter so far. The Pig wins.
6 weeks of anticipation led to this…
From all backgrounds
and all walks of life
strangers to each other
came together with one common goal
…to eat. drink. and eat some more. Did I just write a haiku or something? anyway…
I am a carnivore and I have no qualms about it. I like meat, I believe in meat, and our bodies were designed to digest it. I dig the veggies/vegans/pesca’s too and I am not trying to piss you off. However there is something special about nose to tail eating. I know it’s becoming a little gimmicky but in concept and to actually be a part of it, is something sort of special.
I mean, we had a moment to bond with the little bugger. The chef brought him out in all his baked, crispy golden skin, ready to be hacked apart, glory.
We got to see the before, so that we could appreciate the after.
After everyone arrived and beers had been served, we started with a nice 1st round of raw bar appetizers; clams, shrimp, and oysters. Couldn’t think of a better way to start off a pig roast, if I do say so myself.
For sides we were surprised with tarragon roasted beets, fried green tomatoes, and truffle oil sweet potatoes.
And it begins…
Since this was brunch after all, the chef informed us that he had stuffed the pigs belly with chorizo, eggs, spinach, apples, onions, carrots, celery, potatoes and various aromatic herbs and spices. It was fantastic and the flavors ran throughout the tender meat.
After fully pigging out, the drinks started flowin’, and the bourbon punch started giving us a warm feeling in our tummys… liquid courage was building and the main event was upon us.
Offal; the nasty bits and odd parts. The grande silver platter arrived and I was excited, curious and a little grossed out all at the same time, but hey! This is what I came for. When else does one experience something like this? I don’t think I’ll ever be on fear factor getting yelled at by Joe Rogan, I sure as sh*t am not eating or preparing this stuff at school, and my usual dinners out with friends don’t get this interesting, so I’m going for it.
Eyeball is interesting. If it wasn’t for the bourbon tea plus some random foodie peer pressure I might not have done it, so it was a perfect combo. With a few meaty parts of the head fat still attached I popped the sucker and chewed only slightly. Tasted like pork, a little oily, and then an odd viscous feel on my tongue. I immediately grabbed for my beer and swallowed. It wasn’t terrible, but I am glad to have just had the one. First and last eyeball consumption I hope.
With that, followed brain on toast with a little kosher salt. Comparative to an oily pate with a liver aftertaste. Not delicious.
And finally, pig tongue- actually incredible! Tasted similar to roast beef. If you ever have a chance, try it! Any normal meat eater would like it.
Look at Carol “I’ll try anything once” Glagola, eatin’ her brain toast like it ain’t no thang! She dug right in. You GO girl.
This was a perfect Sunday afternoon. I met a lot of cool people, heard some interesting stories, shared some laughs, ate some weird sh*t, and got cultured on nose to tail eating. If you want to do something out of the ordinary, sip on whisky, and have some good banter, head over to the Citizen Public House.