The pork shoulder made phenomenal tacos. Wow. They turned out great. Started with sweating a large onion and 3 cloves of garlic….then the cheesemonger got mad at me b/c he wanted to cook. Does anyone else have this problem with their spouse…fight about who gets to cook dinner. According to him, I usurped his cooking project. Whatever. I handed over the spoon and chopped lettuce. oooohh..lettuce–how exciting. If you were to ask the cheesemonger about this, he would yell “She’s a storyteller!!” But, I guess he’s right. I did dictate which spices he put in….and held him back from adding too many peppers. Our dinner guest (aka Michael our neighbor) has a sensitive palate. It was a joint project in the end. But, the dishes are still sitting in the kitchen….wonder who will jump up to do those??
The pork tacos were super succulent with a smoky, firey underbelly….the kind of heat that makes your lips tingle around the 4th bite. slow burn…my favorite. again, didn’t take a photo b/c I was too busy eating them!