Blast from the past. This is like one of those great, bad memories. Or maybe you could call it a bad, great memory? Let's say it was a "how to not" do something so to speak. Visiting my friends in BR for a weekend in Feb of 2011, we decided to utilize the make-shift pig pit for a couple of hams. Long story short, the ham was frozen and we ran out of daylight but it still tasted good.
As usual, I will utilize photos to tell the story...
Nom nom nom. food food food.
Happy Plates, yáll.