January 26, 2006
Pa' jode' na' mas
Hungry?
How about a pan con lechon?
Posted by Val Prieto at January 26, 2006 01:06 PM
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you're brutal, que malo
Posted by: Oscar at January 26, 2006 01:15 PM
yes, I know. I am evillllllll....
BWUAHAHAHAHAHA
Posted by: Val Prieto at January 26, 2006 01:22 PM
OMG is all I can say. That is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.
Posted by: River Rat at January 26, 2006 01:27 PM
Y donde estan los moros y la yuca? MMMMmmmmm too bad it's not a scratch and sniff :-(
Posted by: Tati at January 26, 2006 01:37 PM
would you believe I had decent (not great) but decent lechon and arroz con frijoles at the Broward Library cafeteria this afternoon? maybe there is hope in Broward County....
BTW, that roast pork image is deadly dude....
Posted by: mike pancier at January 26, 2006 01:41 PM
Oye Babalu, I see the LECHON , but where is the bread? hehehehehe. Something else missing there??? let me think!!! ICE COLD BEER!!!
Posted by: yamy at January 26, 2006 01:56 PM
Very true, No ay ma''na
Posted by: Felix Ricardo at January 26, 2006 02:18 PM
I would love a slice of that lathered in my Mami's mojo!
Posted by: Marc at January 26, 2006 02:25 PM
Not nice.
Not nice at all.
;-)
Posted by: aelfheld at January 26, 2006 02:25 PM
You are so CRUEL!!!!!!!!! How can you this to us????
Posted by: La Ventanita at January 26, 2006 04:24 PM
Co~no Val!
Stop torturing us out-of-towners with goodies that are inaccessible to us.
You do want to keep us coming back here, do you not?
:)
The day that some enterprising Miami Cuban figures out how to ship boxes of these delicacies cheaply and quickly enough, so they will retain their full flavor, we'll have another millionaire in the ranks.
I have a friend who is a Civil War reenactor in New Jersey, and every once in a while, he surprises me at an event with an authentic Cuban sandwich, hand-delivered from Union City. Once he brought me two... and I ate them both (on different days... I'm not a pig!).
Ah, what joyful memories!
You have no idea what a sense of empowerment one gets while eating a Cuban sandwich where one of the battles of the War Between the States was fought... or anywhere else.
JulioZ
Posted by: Julio C. Zangroniz at January 26, 2006 04:25 PM
Julio, resolver - roll up your sleeves and start cooking. Val even linked the recipe to make it easy for us. First you need La Caja China, then you have to find a pig...
Posted by: ziva at January 26, 2006 05:13 PM
What is lechon?
Posted by: Dean Esmay at January 26, 2006 05:24 PM
Ziva,
I'm working on it. I already located two sources of whole pigs (hopefully, killed and dressed) in the Washington DC area.
But I don't know if I want to get a Caja China, since I have a very large backyard that would be ideal for a pit barbecue, just the way my family used to cook the pig first in Cuba and then in Miami.
To Dean Esmay, lech'on is cooked pig, just the way it looks in Val's cruel photograph. Yummy stuff for us infidels!
JulioZ
Posted by: Julio C. Zangroniz at January 26, 2006 05:49 PM
Pit BBQ? Julio is that the same as "lechon a la vara"?
Posted by: La Ventanita at January 26, 2006 06:15 PM
La Ventanita,
I believe it is the same thing. My family used to dig a pit on the ground, put in a huge load of charcoal (or as we called it Cuba, carb'on) and when it was glowing nicely, place the animal on a metal grid suspended above the fire.
Initially, the pig, split lengthwide and opened up like a butterfly, would be placed with the "inner" side down. Once it cooked for a certain length of time, it would be turned (that is, with the skin side down) so the outside would get nice and crinkly. Throughout the process, a lot of homemade mojo would be dabbed to the innards. We even grew our own sour oranges.
For some reason I don't quite understand, the carcass would be covered with fresh banana leaves during the cooking process. Maybe to hold the heat in, I guess, similar to the purpose of the Caja China.
But we were country folk, so we used the banana leaves, which we could cut for nothing right in our own backyard. I never even heard of a Caja China until I became a Babalublog.com reader.
To this day, I keep a small banana tree in a pot inside my house (I brought it back from a pilgrimage to Florida many years ago), and every time I look at it, I think back to the days when we cooked whole pigs in our backyard.
After what seemed like an eternity, with the delicious smells driving anyone within blocks crazy with hunger, the cook would deem the animal done --and then the entire family would, literally, pig out.
Ah, what days!
The last pig I cooked was in the backyard of our house in Miami, about 20 years ago. It caught fire, but that's a story for another time.
JulioZ
P.S. Did you receive the package I sent you?
Posted by: Julio C. Zangroniz at January 26, 2006 07:40 PM
How DID you manage to carve them before you had a decent knife?
Posted by: Steve H. at January 26, 2006 08:18 PM
Ay Julio, now I am craving Lechon Asado, and yes it is the same thing. Don't worry I never heard of la Caja China until my time in Miami. And nope, I haven't received the package you sent me, cuando lo enviaste?
Posted by: La Ventanita at January 26, 2006 08:22 PM
The package was mailed Thursday or Friday... same time as Val's. Give it a couple more days, then I will follow-up with the local post office.
JulioZ
Posted by: Julio C. Zangroniz at January 26, 2006 08:25 PM
Don't worry, people here are very laid back, and so is the post office.
Posted by: La Ventanita at January 26, 2006 08:32 PM
Julio, the banana leaves are used in latin cooking and especially in roasts. It helps keep the moisture in....
Posted by: mike pancier at January 27, 2006 09:52 AM
That looks painful.
Is that pig daid?
Posted by: Murel Bailey at January 27, 2006 06:28 PM
Thank you, Mike, I figured there had to be a more practical reason than merely making the scene look more "country" by placing those leaves on top of the pig.
Murel, it's not painful at all. The pig squeals a bit, at first, but it soon stops, long before someone drills holes on its rear legs, then scald the carcass with boiling water, then cut it open from the neck to the end of the animal's digestive tract with very sharp knives and then proceed to rip its innards out. All that before it gets hauled over to the bed of burning coal. Good Lord, that description sounds perfectly barbarian --I'm sure I have, at the very least, incurred the wrath of PETA already!
But I love lech'on asado, so the 'ell with 'em!
JulioZ
Posted by: Julio C. Zangroniz at January 27, 2006 06:52 PM


