Hog head sauce? I doubt it. You could find some crackers but I don't know if saltine is around anymore.
Wait! YOU'RE from North Carolina and never heard of Souse Meat?!?
Souse Meat is when they take the entire head of a pig (lips, snout, teeth, eye-balls, brains & all), put it in a giant pot and boil it for an entire day. When all the gook melts off the skull, they pour all that crap into a bread mold and refrigerate it until it gels. It's something like an ultra-disgusting SPAM loaf, lol. It's also called Hog Head Cheese.
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Never tasted it. I knew what it was as a kid and found the idea disgusting.
Never eaten chitterlings either and never will.
There are some things I just will not put in my mouth.
I don't want you to think like me. I just want you to think.
Wait! YOU'RE from North Carolina and never heard of Souse Meat?!?
Souse Meat is when they take the entire head of a pig (lips, snout, teeth, eye-balls, brains & all), put it in a giant pot and boil it for an entire day. When all the gook melts off the skull, they pour all that crap into a bread mold and refrigerate it until it gels. It's something like an ultra-disgusting SPAM loaf, lol. It's also called Hog Head Cheese.
Never tasted it. I knew what it was as a kid and found the idea disgusting.
Never eaten chitterlings either and never will.
There are some things I just will not put in my mouth.
I hear ya, lol. I saw it being made ONCE when I was a kid. I remember thinking "...someone should be arrested for what's boiling it that pot!". Same with chitterlings! We were visiting family in Philadelphia back in the day, and I watched them cleaning them damned things (sticking a garden hose in one end and blasting pig shit out the other). Then they put them bad-boys on the stove to cook all damned day with vinegar! Had that whole house smelling like pig shit for a week! NO THANKS.
But I'll do you one further: I don't eat hotdogs either!
"There's Nothing That The Proper Attitude Won't Render Funkable!"
Never tasted it. I knew what it was as a kid and found the idea disgusting.
Never eaten chitterlings either and never will.
There are some things I just will not put in my mouth.
I hear ya, lol. I saw it being made ONCE when I was a kid. I remember thinking "...someone should be arrested for what's boiling it that pot!". Same with chitterlings! We were visiting family in Philadelphia back in the day, and I watched them cleaning them damned things (sticking a garden hose in one end and blasting pig shit out the other). Then they put them bad-boys on the stove to cook all damned day with vinegar! Had that whole house smelling like pig shit for a week! NO THANKS.
But I'll do you one further: I don't eat hotdogs either!
I spent a fall weekend in the country with some cousins. They were killing pigs that week. Back inside porch and outer porch filled with tubs of pig parts. A smoke house, for the bacon and ham, the place smelled of pig. As much as it disgusted me it was fascinating to watch it all being done, from killing to butchering.
Felt very 'Little House on the Prarie.' (I read all the books.)
I don't want you to think like me. I just want you to think.
Hog head sauce? I doubt it. You could find some crackers but I don't know if saltine is around anymore.
Wait! YOU'RE from North Carolina and never heard of Souse Meat?!?
Souse Meat is when they take the entire head of a pig (lips, snout, teeth, eye-balls, brains & all), put it in a giant pot and boil it for an entire day. When all the gook melts off the skull, they pour all that crap into a bread mold and refrigerate it until it gels. It's something like an ultra-disgusting SPAM loaf, lol. It's also called Hog Head Cheese.
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I never knew what it was made of but that's definitely a picture of it.
Never tasted it. I knew what it was as a kid and found the idea disgusting.
Never eaten chitterlings either and never will.
There are some things I just will not put in my mouth.
I hear ya, lol. I saw it being made ONCE when I was a kid. I remember thinking "...someone should be arrested for what's boiling it that pot!". Same with chitterlings! We were visiting family in Philadelphia back in the day, and I watched them cleaning them damned things (sticking a garden hose in one end and blasting pig shit out the other). Then they put them bad-boys on the stove to cook all damned day with vinegar! Had that whole house smelling like pig shit for a week! NO THANKS.
But I'll do you one further: I don't eat hotdogs either!
I don't eat no shitlins'. They sell them in the grocery store down here in a big plastic bucket. You still got to clean them though. My mother used to make them from time to time and I tasted them only once and they taste just like they smell. When I tell my friends that, they say..."Oh honey, you just didn't have any good chitlins. You're mama was white and you gotta have somebody black that knows how to cook them right"....Well, her boyfriend was black and her friends that would come over all the time for all night card parties were black also and they ate those things and raved about them like they were eating a gormet dinner. One of her friends would even come over and help her cook and clean them. And every New Year's day, it was always shitlin's and black eyed peas. I always knew when she was cooking them though. I would come home from work and say..."Damn, did the dog shit in the house or something"...Those damn things would have the house smelling like shit for a week and no amount of open windows and air freshener could get that smell out.
I lot of folks don't know this but the idea that only black folks like shitlins is just a stereotype. My mother and I used to love going out to Jerry's Catfish House and eat all you can eat catfish on Sunday afternoons. They would always have a sign on their easel advertising all you can eat shitlins on Thursday nights. One Thursday night, we had a taste for catfish so we headed on out there. We forgot it was shitlin' night and when we got there, there was a line of rednecks all outside the door. Honey, it looked like the Beverly Hillbillies was holding a family reunion.
I hear ya, lol. I saw it being made ONCE when I was a kid. I remember thinking "...someone should be arrested for what's boiling it that pot!". Same with chitterlings! We were visiting family in Philadelphia back in the day, and I watched them cleaning them damned things (sticking a garden hose in one end and blasting pig shit out the other). Then they put them bad-boys on the stove to cook all damned day with vinegar! Had that whole house smelling like pig shit for a week! NO THANKS.
But I'll do you one further: I don't eat hotdogs either!
I spent a fall weekend in the country with some cousins. They were killing pigs that week. Back inside porch and outer porch filled with tubs of pig parts. A smoke house, for the bacon and ham, the place smelled of pig. As much as it disgusted me it was fascinating to watch it all being done, from killing to butchering.
Felt very 'Little House on the Prarie.' (I read all the books.)
Mmmmm, mmmmm, good. We got a place down here on historic Farish Street that is known for it's pig ear sandwiches and they are delicious. It's on a little bun like a Krystal (or White Castle burger for all you Northerners). It's a pig ear with watered down mustard, it has to be watered down some so it doesn't kill the taste of the pig ear, slaw, and a secret recipe hot sauce. Pig ear sandwiches and smoke sausage sandwiches (smokes) are their main seller. And for all y'all out in Atlanta, look out. I hear the owner is thinking about opening a store out there too.
I hear ya, lol. I saw it being made ONCE when I was a kid. I remember thinking "...someone should be arrested for what's boiling it that pot!". Same with chitterlings! We were visiting family in Philadelphia back in the day, and I watched them cleaning them damned things (sticking a garden hose in one end and blasting pig shit out the other). Then they put them bad-boys on the stove to cook all damned day with vinegar! Had that whole house smelling like pig shit for a week! NO THANKS.
But I'll do you one further: I don't eat hotdogs either!
I spent a fall weekend in the country with some cousins. They were killing pigs that week. Back inside porch and outer porch filled with tubs of pig parts.
"There's Nothing That The Proper Attitude Won't Render Funkable!"
I hear ya, lol. I saw it being made ONCE when I was a kid. I remember thinking "...someone should be arrested for what's boiling it that pot!". Same with chitterlings! We were visiting family in Philadelphia back in the day, and I watched them cleaning them damned things (sticking a garden hose in one end and blasting pig shit out the other). Then they put them bad-boys on the stove to cook all damned day with vinegar! Had that whole house smelling like pig shit for a week! NO THANKS.
But I'll do you one further: I don't eat hotdogs either!
I don't eat no shitlins'. They sell them in the grocery store down here in a big plastic bucket. You still got to clean them though. My mother used to make them from time to time and I tasted them only once and they taste just like they smell. When I tell my friends that, they say..."Oh honey, you just didn't have any good chitlins. You're mama was white and you gotta have somebody black that knows how to cook them right"....
I've heard that before, lol. But as I see it, there's no "right" way to cook shit-filled pig intestines, lol. But you've got to give it up to Black folks for knowing how to make the most out of a F'd up situation, lol.
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And every New Year's day, it was always shitlin's and black eyed peas. I always knew when she was cooking them though. I would come home from work and say..."Damn, did the dog shit in the house or something"...Those damn things would have the house smelling like shit for a week and no amount of open windows and air freshener could get that smell out.
Oh yeah, black-eyed peas on New Year's Day for good luck throughout the year. And you're right about the smell of them "shitlin's", lol. There's no way to get it out the house (...OR out your nose once it gets in there good, lol).
"There's Nothing That The Proper Attitude Won't Render Funkable!"
@PDogz hell naw I ain't never heard of that shit. I ain't THAT southern. I doubt anybody in my family had that!
Ask your Mom, she knows about it, lol. I was IN North Carolina when I saw that shit being made, lol.
Riiiiight. My mom didn't grow up eating that shit, trust. And even when she and my brother were struggling to pay bills during the time it was being made, I doubt she would even taste it. Maybe that's how gross it taste.
I'M NOT SAYING YOU'RE UGLY. YOU JUST HAVE BAD LUCK WHEN IT COMES TO MIRRORS AND SUNLIGHT! RIP Dick Clark, Whitney Houston, Don Cornelius, Heavy D, and Donna Summer.
Hey, I didn't bring dicks up. If you notice, I basically thanked everyone collectively for their posts until I was called upon three times from someone offering some dick like they were ringing a dinner bell for the cows saying...."Come and getttttt it!!!!!!!!".....and all the cows in the pasture come a'runnin'. Now, you better believe if somebody rings a dinner bell for some dick, this cow here's gonna come a'runnin'.
Just call me Elsie honey, because if it's dick, it's GOT to be good!
Hey, I didn't bring dicks up. If you notice, I basically thanked everyone collectively for their posts until I was called upon three times from someone offering some dick like they were ringing a dinner bell for the cows saying...."Come and getttttt it!!!!!!!!".....and all the cows in the pasture come a'runnin'. Now, you better believe if somebody rings a dinner bell for some dick, this cow here's gonna come a'runnin'.
Just call me Elsie honey, because if it's dick, it's GOT to be good!
Hey, I didn't bring dicks up. If you notice, I basically thanked everyone collectively for their posts until I was called upon three times from someone offering some dick like they were ringing a dinner bell for the cows saying...."Come and getttttt it!!!!!!!!".....and all the cows in the pasture come a'runnin'. Now, you better believe if somebody rings a dinner bell for some dick, this cow here's gonna come a'runnin'.
Just call me Elsie honey, because if it's dick, it's GOT to be good!
Boy, you know you are old school AND country when you know about that. I have heard anyone talk about souse and crackers since the 70's. Do they even make this anymore?
I worked in a convenience store nine years from 1989 to 1998. We sold them the whole time I was there and when I left there in 1998, they were still selling them.
There were a bunch of country ass black men that used to park their cars and trucks and hang out and drink beer in the lot behind our dumpster. I ain't never seen so many jheri curls in my life and I'm talking about the 1990s when they were long out of style. There was some little crack ho's that would tip back there and work those old buzzards for whatever little bullshit they could get out of them. These heffers were nasty looking too. Halter tops with sagging titties, shorts, flip flops, and hair all over their heads. I'm talking hair all over their heads worse than Shitney Houston's daughter's hair used to be.
Anyway, plenty of nights, those old buzzards would come in the store with those ho's and buy them something. The heffers were all loud talking too...."I'm honegry, buy me something to eat". The men always ended up buying them the cheapest shit in the store such as Moonpies, Little Debbie snack cakes, Stage Planks, Grandma's Cookies, the little small 25 cent bags of Doritos, and RC Cola, and those heffers really loved those damn Nehi drinks, especially the fruit punch flavored. But on Fridays when the old buzzards got paid, oh honey, it was time to live it up and slurge....hog head souse and saltine crackers! The bitches even had the nerve to ask if we had any little condiment packages of hot sauce.
Andy, you always crack me up. Hell, you just described my uncles that lived down south. What was really fun was when on of them camee up north to visit and would walk around like hiscountry ass was the shit. And would try to impress women with these sayings... like "I know the TRUTH, I know what time it is, and call himself the Macaroni. So much so that we call him Roni today.
Oh and Nehi peach is the best. For real, but you can't get it north of Dixie somebody once told me.
"Remember, one man's filler is another man's killer" -- Haystack
Hog head sauce? I doubt it. You could find some crackers but I don't know if saltine is around anymore.
Wait! YOU'RE from North Carolina and never heard of Souse Meat?!?
Souse Meat is when they take the entire head of a pig (lips, snout, teeth, eye-balls, brains & all), put it in a giant pot and boil it for an entire day. When all the gook melts off the skull, they pour all that crap into a bread mold and refrigerate it until it gels. It's something like an ultra-disgusting SPAM loaf, lol. It's also called Hog Head Cheese.
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yuh,,,, I LIKE souse.
When I was little, my daddy used to give me some with saltine crackers and it was the shit! It was so spicy hot it would burn your tongue. And us kids ate it like it was some caviar or some shit.
"Remember, one man's filler is another man's killer" -- Haystack
I hear ya, lol. I saw it being made ONCE when I was a kid. I remember thinking "...someone should be arrested for what's boiling it that pot!". Same with chitterlings! We were visiting family in Philadelphia back in the day, and I watched them cleaning them damned things (sticking a garden hose in one end and blasting pig shit out the other). Then they put them bad-boys on the stove to cook all damned day with vinegar! Had that whole house smelling like pig shit for a week! NO THANKS.
But I'll do you one further: I don't eat hotdogs either!
I spent a fall weekend in the country with some cousins. They were killing pigs that week. Back inside porch and outer porch filled with tubs of pig parts. A smoke house, for the bacon and ham, the place smelled of pig. As much as it disgusted me it was fascinating to watch it all being done, from killing to butchering.
Felt very 'Little House on the Prarie.' (I read all the books.)
Me too.
Do people even do that anymore??? send yoru misbehaving, ungrateful northern city kids Down South to learn how to act right... and do some good honest work.
I remember being sent down south for 2 weeks one summer. I had to go with my grandmother to do "day work". and I tell you, she cleaned the hell out of house. I mean pulling heavy amoires from the wall to dust behind it. And she was an OLD LADY doing this. I called my mother almost every day begging her to send for me.
"Remember, one man's filler is another man's killer" -- Haystack
I hear ya, lol. I saw it being made ONCE when I was a kid. I remember thinking "...someone should be arrested for what's boiling it that pot!". Same with chitterlings! We were visiting family in Philadelphia back in the day, and I watched them cleaning them damned things (sticking a garden hose in one end and blasting pig shit out the other). Then they put them bad-boys on the stove to cook all damned day with vinegar! Had that whole house smelling like pig shit for a week! NO THANKS.
But I'll do you one further: I don't eat hotdogs either!
I don't eat no shitlins'. They sell them in the grocery store down here in a big plastic bucket. You still got to clean them though. My mother used to make them from time to time and I tasted them only once and they taste just like they smell. When I tell my friends that, they say..."Oh honey, you just didn't have any good chitlins. You're mama was white and you gotta have somebody black that knows how to cook them right"....Well, her boyfriend was black and her friends that would come over all the time for all night card parties were black also and they ate those things and raved about them like they were eating a gormet dinner. One of her friends would even come over and help her cook and clean them. And every New Year's day, it was always shitlin's and black eyed peas. I always knew when she was cooking them though. I would come home from work and say..."Damn, did the dog shit in the house or something"...Those damn things would have the house smelling like shit for a week and no amount of open windows and air freshener could get that smell out.
I lot of folks don't know this but the idea that only black folks like shitlins is just a stereotype. My mother and I used to love going out to Jerry's Catfish House and eat all you can eat catfish on Sunday afternoons. They would always have a sign on their easel advertising all you can eat shitlins on Thursday nights. One Thursday night, we had a taste for catfish so we headed on out there. We forgot it was shitlin' night and when we got there, there was a line of rednecks all outside the door. Honey, it looked like the Beverly Hillbillies was holding a family reunion.
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I know a white man who LOVES chitlins... used to beg me all the time to cook them. Well I finally did one time. It was hard work cleaning that one bucket. It took like 8 hours... I had to take breaks etc. And then when he ate them he said he wanted them at least once a week.
You got to know what you are doing when you clean and cook them. If not... somebeody could get blood poisoning or something. I don't know what I am doing... so I don't fool with them anymore. Just that one time.
"Remember, one man's filler is another man's killer" -- Haystack
I don't eat no shitlins'. They sell them in the grocery store down here in a big plastic bucket. You still got to clean them though. My mother used to make them from time to time and I tasted them only once and they taste just like they smell. When I tell my friends that, they say..."Oh honey, you just didn't have any good chitlins. You're mama was white and you gotta have somebody black that knows how to cook them right"....Well, her boyfriend was black and her friends that would come over all the time for all night card parties were black also and they ate those things and raved about them like they were eating a gormet dinner. One of her friends would even come over and help her cook and clean them. And every New Year's day, it was always shitlin's and black eyed peas. I always knew when she was cooking them though. I would come home from work and say..."Damn, did the dog shit in the house or something"...Those damn things would have the house smelling like shit for a week and no amount of open windows and air freshener could get that smell out.
I lot of folks don't know this but the idea that only black folks like shitlins is just a stereotype. My mother and I used to love going out to Jerry's Catfish House and eat all you can eat catfish on Sunday afternoons. They would always have a sign on their easel advertising all you can eat shitlins on Thursday nights. One Thursday night, we had a taste for catfish so we headed on out there. We forgot it was shitlin' night and when we got there, there was a line of rednecks all outside the door. Honey, it looked like the Beverly Hillbillies was holding a family reunion.
I know a white man who LOVES chitlins... used to beg me all the time to cook them. Well I finally did one time. It was hard work cleaning that one bucket. It took like 8 hours... I had to take breaks etc. And then when he ate them he said he wanted them at least once a week.
You got to know what you are doing when you clean and cook them. If not... somebeody could get blood poisoning or something. I don't know what I am doing... so I don't fool with them anymore. Just that one time.
...like some pretty ferocious parasites!
"There's Nothing That The Proper Attitude Won't Render Funkable!"
We should rename this thread...."When we were Black"....
Chitterlings, pickled pigfeet, hot souse..... that is when Black folks were BLACK!
Now we all eating chinese food, Thai food, Indian cuisine, VEGETARIAN what happened to neckbones, fish and grits, etc???
I eat chitlins! I haven't ate pig feet in a while and probably never will. I don't think I can stomach them now.
But it's an acquired taste. Nah I ain't never heard of no damn souse. Maybe you should've said "when black folks were black and Southern". I never bought into that stereotype though.
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You could find some crackers but I don't know if saltine is around anymore. 
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I eat chitlins! I haven't ate pig feet in a while and probably never will. I don't think I can stomach them now.