The Anonymous Widower

A Barbecue In The Snow

I’m not generally a lover of barbecues, as I’m not a lover of burned underdone meat. But in my time, I’ve had a few good ones, where a whole animal has been properly spit-roasted.

  • At University in Liverpool, during Panto Week, a team roasted an ox on the steps of St. George’s Hall. It had one of those tastes that you’ll remember for ever.
  • A farmer, once roasted a pig for members of Ipswich Flying Club.
  • Once, we were driving back from Crete to London through Yugoslavia and when we stopped for petrol, found that a sheep was being roasted in a service station. It gave a whole new meaning to motorway food.

When it was suggested there would be a barbecue in the snow, it was something I could take or leave, but my heart rose, when I saw that a wikd boar was going to be spit roasted.

I’ve had wild boar in the past and on most ocassions, it would have been better, if it had gone through a food processor first, but this method of cooking brought the meat to the same sort of tenderness and quality of previous experiences of spit roasting.

So don’t ask me to a barbecue unless you’re spit roasting a whole animal.

January 20, 2016 - Posted by | World | ,

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