My ham!
Just kidding…I’ll share. A ham like this has to be shared, preferably with dozens of friends. This is a ham as big as a small child.
This is a ham that one tends carefully, treats gently, expects the most of. Before this ham joined our family it lived on a beautiful farm in the Pays Basque. It was properly brought up in every way to enhance its deliciousness. It’s quite extraordinary, in fact.
It has a pure pork savor, no smoke, no herbs, just salt and the sweet taste of pork raised in the woods feeding on acorns and chestnuts. If you’re coming to visit, you’ll see what I mean. If not, you can always dream.
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Ooooh… I LOVED the hams in the Pays Basque, they were just amazing. I miss it so much!
Oh, wow. I love the presentation of the ham! You should bring it in a cradle to the table and serve it that way.
The ham, gasp!….damn I’m jealous!
Where did you come up with that cradle?! He, he, he, very clever post.
I’m dreaming…