I have returned to this photo over and over again. Ever since this little piggy stared me down at the Cabbagetown Stomp & Chomp Chili Cook Off, I have edited and re-edited the pic. And the more I look at it, the weirder I feel. The scorched porkster looks almost content; maybe even happy. Or maybe I’ve just convinced myself of that over the past 2 weeks. I just wonder who ate this guy’s face and if he/she has been thinking about Mr. pig as much as me…
So how did I miss that? I would have gladly eaten some pork cheek…
It was in the back section (not really near the chili) and it was SO bizarre. Thank god they didn’t cut into it in front of me.
Dios mio! That’s enough to keep me pesca FOREVER. This little piggie will not be looking for meat at the market.