Pork Scratchings mmm

I realise that it may seem that I'm stuck in a pub blogging rut, but these are all ideas I had whilst sitting in said pub.

Anyway, pork scratchings. There's a curious beast. I never used to be able to stand the thought of them. They seem to basically be fried fat. Now that I'm older and, supposedly, wiser, I know better. It's not just fat. In fact it's a safe bet that no one truely know's what's in a pork scratching. The fat is a given. But there's just something else about it. The fact that it's nearly like a pork chop crackling is great. But, there's always that cold, greasy fat one. The bit that should make you shiver, but if you've got a taste for them, there's nothing that's going to stop you. I've proven this to myself countless times since taking up the habit. Especially when you come across a big fat accumulation of hair. Mmm Mmm Mmmm. I guess that we can always take that as proof that it's atleast animal based. This goes a long way to explaining why you must be drunk to even contemplate trying these.

You never seem to get the same sort taste when you try different brands. You wouldn't think they'd be so diverse. Maybe you would, but it's strange nontheless. I must say that I had the most appauling packet the other day. Overly crisp, no fat, and not one hair. Call those pork scratchings? They're danm crisps!!!