Thursday, July 5, 2012

This is the story of a pig.

Imagine the title sang like "(Absolutely) Story of a Girl" by Nine Days.
Or imagine that this blog is titled "Slaughterhouse Five".
Or you can think that this is a sequel to the children's movies about a pig: "Babe III: Babe's Final Hours"

Whatever you chose in the way of naming this post, be warned: these pictures are not to be taken lightly... They may make you nauseous, you may want to call PETA on us. Whatever. We are in Africa. Come get us.


This is the story of Babe the Pig, and the process of us turning her into some tasty ribs and pulled pork.


She just didn't think it was her time to go yet. Our friends with the rope and machete thought differently, however.

If you can't tell, that machete is in the pigs neck. It was quick and painless, I promise.
Moderately terrifying, but Brett handled it like a pro.
Bryan was sure to not lose his head. See what I did there?
 Severine, the pig killer. Yeah, his name is actually Severine.
After we shaved the pig, it was time to get down to business.
 We had to make sure to keep the intestines intact so we could make sausage.
Bry-man cleaning out the future sausage casings.
Kelcy was really enjoying herself, obviously.
 I believe that was a horrible mixture of ground meat and fat that tasted DELICIOUS. This picture was also necessary to show that I didn't just take pictures of the whole process, I actually did some work.
 Shoving ground meat into intestines. YUM.
 One of the finished products.
Very happy and full girls.

The 4th of July didn't have fireworks or a parade, but it was a day of Bocce Ball, Pictionary, and drinking a lot of CocaCola Light. Our Geita team may not live in the US, but we ate tons of meat and spent time together, just like any good Americans would. 

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