So the bacon...
What a big fucking, fuck up.
If you didn't know, Ox and I are (or were, in my case) both submarine nuclear operators. We understand stuff like surface to volume ratios because it really kinda matters when it comes to a reactor. Turns out it's pretty important when curing meat too.
I thought a 12 pound pork belly was a pretty big commitment for a first time trying to cure something, so I got this really cute 2 pound belly from Keegan-Fillion Farm. (This belly was the source of the skin for the amazing pork rinds from the previous post). I figured at least a 1 in 3 chance we'd mess it up (got those odds waaaaay off) so I figured we'd go small for the first time. Should have read the part about scaling down the amount of salt rub a little more carefully.
Turns out the relatively high surface to volume ratio means that the extremely salty cure permeates every square inch of the bacon with a flavor that, contrary to what logic would imply, tasted far saltier than eating a spoonful of salt. After over a month of work it was quite literally, inedible.
Now we've messed some things up from the book, but we've never not been able to eat the results. I guess there's a first time for everything. I won't bore you with the saga of how to fuck up bacon in only 57 steps, but here are some pictures:
This was a point of high hopes |
This picture does not adequately capture the amount of rub used |
Truly enjoyed the smoking part of this. Was really excited at this point |
I was also impressed with my jury rigged system to avoid having to hang it. |
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