“You’re coming to visit? Good, we’re going to get you a pig.”
My first thought – I don’t need any pets.
No, my Cuban family is going to slaughter it and roast it for me.
It’s a huge party. Everyone enjoys it. What’s not to like – friends and neighbors, food, drink, cigars, treats, and of course music. Constant music.
The Roast is started early. It’s hot and smokey and must be constantly turned.
The women peeled and boiled some yucca, a root vegetable high in starch, but little flavor.
Puti made her delicious congri over a charcoal fire. It’s always delicious.
Saute the garlic and onion.
Add rice …..
…and the cooked beans…..
Aymara made a fresh salad with cabbage, tomatoes, and cucumbers with vinegar and oil dressing.
I brought something to drink.
Of course everyone poses with dinner.
Then, expert hands made quick work of removing the meat.
Everyone had plenty to eat.
While the women cleaned up ….
…the men sat on the porch with coffee, cigars and rum.
My Cuban family has done this for me several times. It’s a treat for me and for them.
Nothing says love like sharing a freshly roasted pig.