We don’t eat a lot of pork (except for birthday bacon) so I rarely visit the Pork Room when I go to the grocery store. A new British grocery store opened near our house and Josh and I went to check it out to do some price comparisons. Since we were exploring the place we wanted to see what their pork room looked like. We did find some interesting looking bacon that we’ll have to cook up at the end of the month for Josh’s birthday breakfast and at “only” $6/lb it wasn’t overpriced.
I have no idea why Tostitos are in the pork room. I suspect they ran out of shelf space in the main part of the grocery store and someone got creative. I guess the flavoring agents in their “touch of lime” seasoning blend could have traces of pork, but . . .
I know there’s nothing piggy about plain Tostitos (except for the way I eat them with my favorite salsa).
In the background, Josh and other non-Muslim customers are sampling ham. The best part of the pork room is the sign outside that says, “For Non-Muslims only,” but I forgot to take a picture of the sign. It’s crazy how this stuff is becoming normal.
The Forbidden Meat
I don’t know if this is a British thing or what, but who eats pig ears? (Besides my dog.) Seriously gross. I think I even still see earwax in them. Ugh.
And pig feet? No thanks (though I’d rather eat the feet than those icky ears.)
In the parking lot, accidentally blending Arabic and English to get ‘Thank Godness.’
(Josh said the Arabic is technically ‘Thank Allah’ or ‘Thank God,’ but the phrase is used similarly to the way we would say ‘Thank Goodness.’)