ugh. So, I'm at work and my father (whom I work for/with) tells me there's some "pig" that my uncle cooked in the fridge that he's going to have with some beans with lunch and asks if I want any.→[More:] I go and have a look at it, thinking it might be something nice (like a loin chop dish or something, my dad's a great cook and occasionally brings the delicious). Ah, it's a hunk of ribcage with the rind (skin) still on. I tell him that I'll pass - "it'll be to messy for me to eat here, besides I have a salad that I picked up." Then I go sit down at my desk again.

Minutes later, he brings me a little paper plate with a hunk of pig on it. It's just a tiny piece, cut from between a couple of rib bones and looks to be seasoned nicely, so I have a few nibbles at it. The seasoning was more like ash and the meat wasn't as tasty as I'd hoped.

Then, I turn the piece over and on the other side is a little pig nipple.

ugh.