Hey Trinity, somethin' for you.

[Delmonico]

Well if it's meat you want Trinity, here's some for ya.

[Trinity]

 

I may have to revise my slogan or make up a new one to exclude certain items.

Something with "From lips to tail and along the line in between..."

Feet aren't on my diet either, so don't put any pics of these up.

[Delmonico]

BTW Trinity, that picture was taken in my kitchen, they are in my cupboard, I dried myself before I came to work with that towel and that cut off box holds quilt pieces most times.  Yep on the same shelf as TWO cans a potted meat, already had one when you sent me the other one.

[Arcey]

Might be good. Ain't never tried 'em.

Come ta think of it, ain't had no chicken lips since I was a kid.

[Delmonico]

I'll haul them around and put them on my cupboard at events, if someone wants to try them sometime so be it.  BTW the reddish color to the pickle is Looose-ee-anna hot sauce, I think they might be a bit spicy.

[Delmonico]

Weiners I bought this mornin' ain't got no lips, snouts or ears in them.  I'll take ya a picture if I think of it Trinity, mean time here's some of Schuster's Polish Dogs.

[Arcey]

I'd try one them lips with a cold beer. Used ta carry 'nuff pig parts ta reassemble one it the grocery where I grew up. N'er would eat the feet. Couldn't ah been clean. Ever'thin' 'cept the squeal in the meat section.

The squeal was with the magazines 'n records.

[Delmonico]

If someone decides they want the jar open to try them I will too.  As is they will freak folks out with them sittin' on my cupboard by the coffee grinder and the other jars and bottles.  We'll find out at Rock Creek in a couple of weeks.

[Arcey]

Try one 'n ya might wind up with an empty jar.

BTW, Del, or anyone, y'all ever been ta a Trader Joe's? Looks like we're gettin' one. By their website they carry all kinds ah off the wall stuff.

[Delmonico]

Read folks talk about them on the Lab forum, we don't have one, think there's one in Omaha but I don't go to Omaha unless there is a real good reason.

[Lucky Irish Tom]

Del if ya really wanna freak folks out have the full jar in yer cupboard an a empty one next ta whatever iz cookin in yer oven! 

[Trinity]

 

So, I see that you didn't enjoy that bit of culinary goodness.  Man.  Well, I have a few tins here I'll have to eat for you.   Those sausages look great!!!  I've got some Johnsonville Stadium Brats in the fridge.  They're the closest *cheap* things that I've found to real Brats.  Of course, the more you pay, the better you get.  I'm going to have them with curry ketchup.  Mmmmmm!!  Currywurst.

Arcey, you're makin' me want to try the stuff.  I tried pickled eggs for the first time just a few years ago and loved them.  But, then I already liked eggs.  I just can't over the idea of feet.... Especially since I've seen (and smelled) pigs on the farm.

[Arcey]

Hear there's a new one in Newport News but, like you, I ain't goin' up there ta look. Reckon I'll hafta wait.

Tom, y'all have all the pig parts in the ritzy section where ya grew up?

[Arcey]

Heck, give a lip a try. Bet they're nice, tender 'n hammy. Ain't nuttin' ta lose.

Sis makes pickled eggs good as I've ever had. Maybe better. I tryin' stay away from 'em. One, if cuzzin' TT is around ya might lose a finger if ya reach fer one. Two, I'm old 'n they don't agree wit me na'more. Sumtimes the delayed reaction'll lift me up out my chair....

[Trinity]

You shouldn't drink beer with them.  ... or so I've heard.

[Texas Lawdog]

Green Clouds!  TOXIC!

[Arcey]

Toxic? Yer tellin' me? Run me out my own motel room last time. Afraid ta lite a cigarette in there too.

[Texas Lawdog]

Pickled Pigs feet and pickled eggs, and add some RED Beer.

[Trinity]

I used to drink this stuff a few years ago back when the red beer craze was on.  I think it's the only one you can still find outside of specialty stores.

[Arcey]

Ole boy what lived 'cross the road was born, raised 'n educated, fer the most part, in the UK. He'd get a couple cases that stuff fer the holidays. Had Super Bowl parties it their place 'n whatever was left o'er was there for ya. He thought it was the best stuff 'n he was real generous.

I'd go out ta the garage ta smoke. Slip a Coors out the ice. Get outside 'n pour the Killian's in his Azaleas 'n carefully refill the bottle with Coors. Kept us both happy.