Discussion in 'Mayberry Lounge' started by HughPhug, Oct 28, 2020.
Cos I just ate two bags
right well I certainly didn't put eh relationship button on there, fuck sake
The two bottles of whiskey explain why you ate them.
Pork...scratchings? Not cracklins? Or skins?
Like the hoofs?
One of my favourite Friday nights getting home from work listening to music and cooking this after going to Chiang Mai.
I'd date them but nothing serious.
Born and raised in the Southern wilds of Georgia, USA.
We used to make those in the backyard when I was a kid. There was this huge in ground cauldron near the barn and we had this big wooden oar that we used to stir them around as they deep-fried. There was a sugarcane crusher too. Nothing like fresh cane juice!
Cracklins' was/is our name for them.
Yes but I prefer the big puffy ones that are less “real”.
I found hairs all over some of the more authentic ones (like in the first post) and that put me off them for good.
My gf tried to get me to try them a few months back, absolutely horrible
If she likes pork scratchings and you don’t then technically you’re her girlfriend...
No you heathen, scratchings
Hoofs, nipples, arse holes, anything that's left on the floor after the kill
Has a feeling you'd appreciate them!
Yeah the big puffy ones are wicked, really soft and taste much nicer taste
I broke a wisdom tooth on one about 10 years back, this is my first experience since, I like them but I know I shouldn't
Look at the pic in the op though.
When I think of a cracklin, I think of a thin strip of fried skin with the rendered fat still on it. Those look like wings bruh lol.
Here we call them ¡chicharrónes!
That way you can yell out an inappropriate grita afterwards.
OMG it is permanently closed!
Like eating salty hairy grit..... I prefer these
a few times of the year yes
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