He ain’t heavy…he’s my ham

I know you know…I love pork. I can give up every other type of meat, grudgingly, but I can do it. Nothing comes between me and my pork. I grew up in Illinois on a hog farm and we ate a lot of pork. I once went to the National Pork Congress. I’ve cleaned out pig feeders while the pigs attempted to chew on my hair, I’ve played with baby pigs, and I think at one point we even attempted to ride a pig…the pig would have none of it.
When I struggle to come up with something for dinner I usually try to keep it simple. This is the other half of our Christmas ham from Willow Creek Farms. This dinner is so easy and perfect because all the elements are simple, quality ingredients, full of flavor. Roasted ham, ginger garlic green beans, and grapefruit and blood orange wedges. Prep was simple and easy and so was clean-up. Everyone left the table happy and now we have some leftover ham to nosh on.
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When did you go to the National Pork Congress?!?
Love your post…
Pam, I think the Pork Congress was 1973…it was a trade-show in Indianapolis. My first trade-show now that I think of it…thanks for stopping by.
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