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| Lucian and Mama handle the candles |
Over a month ago now (yep - still catching up) I drove my lil' ole '89 Toyota truck up to Asheville, NC to be with some of my best friends on the planet in order to help celebrate the 23rd anniversary of Vivian's 17th birthday. Bennett and Vivian and their two sons Lucian and Jules, live in Brooklyn. Most of the party attendees were from the south but nobody was from Asheville itself. Everyone drove, thus making just being there together that much more special. To top it all off, Viv wanted a pig roast. So 117 lb Porky Bacon Pig (as he came to be known) gave himself to the cause. This pig was more of a Phoenix, it seems, for after Bennett buried it 4' in the ground, on a bed of red-hot rocks, it emerged as the best dern pulled pork I've ever had. Here's how it went...
The affair was well attended.
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| Cook pig: Check. Open cooked pig: um... |
Porky Bacon Pig was rubbed with spices, stuffed with pineapple and butternut squash, and wrapped in banana leaves and burlap.
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| "You want us to....EAT that??!" |
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| Mama V took the pictures |
This was my first introduction Jules, a cute and mellow little guy. I was stunned by his New Yorkese ability to sleep through most anything.
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| Papa B and Baby J. |
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| 4 Boys - Me, Toph, B, and PBP's head, which is prolly on B's bookshelf at home |
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| Toph and B put things back the way they were. |
And then we roasted marshmallows.
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| What pig pit? |
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| V enjoys sitting. B enjoys a marshmallow. |
Happy Birthday, Vivian. 40 more; better, wiser, happier.
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