This little piggy stayed home
All these years of going to hawaii, and I've never made kalua pig. Probably because I don't have an imu. I mean if you're going to do something, do it right...
I finally broke down and thought, well, I use the slow cooker for everything else, why not give it a shot.
The thing is, just like an imu it takes HOURS to get this pork just right. I'm talking like 16+ hours. While there are only three ingredients, the fact that the crock pot is on for so long is kind of a put off.
To get the pork done by 6pm, I turned it on at midnight the night before. Which means at 3am, I shot up in bed and thought out loud - "WHY DOES THE HOUSE SMELL LIKE BACON?!" Oh yeah.
When the 16 hours were up and the pork was finally unveiled...yeah. It was worth the wait. Nicely shredded, very flavorful - and yes, worth every little pork filled dream I had that night. maybe if I can coerce the Baby to dig a pit for me in the backyard then I'll do it the traditional way. Until then, I'll stick with the crock pot.
Kalua Pig for the crock pot recipe, here.
I finally broke down and thought, well, I use the slow cooker for everything else, why not give it a shot.
The thing is, just like an imu it takes HOURS to get this pork just right. I'm talking like 16+ hours. While there are only three ingredients, the fact that the crock pot is on for so long is kind of a put off.
To get the pork done by 6pm, I turned it on at midnight the night before. Which means at 3am, I shot up in bed and thought out loud - "WHY DOES THE HOUSE SMELL LIKE BACON?!" Oh yeah.When the 16 hours were up and the pork was finally unveiled...yeah. It was worth the wait. Nicely shredded, very flavorful - and yes, worth every little pork filled dream I had that night. maybe if I can coerce the Baby to dig a pit for me in the backyard then I'll do it the traditional way. Until then, I'll stick with the crock pot.
Kalua Pig for the crock pot recipe, here.
2 Comments:
Just buy a Baby sized shovel and tell him, "Whatever you do, don't dig a hole in the back yard."
That's how my dad made kalua pig when I was growing up. I hated waking up in the mornings to the smell of it in the house. To this day, I won't eat it--it's the smell, not the taste (because it's ono-licious) that puts me off! ;)
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