Roast pork – if you don’t like it, you’re not human
Posted on September 10, 2009
I am what you might call a big fan of roast pork. I am such a big fan that I regularly eat and make roast pork. I’m such a big fan, that I usually eat so much of it until I’m ready to burst (or puke, actually, but since puking is hardly something to write about in your food blog, I decided to stick with “burst”). And after dinner, I usually sneak into the kitchen and eat leftovers, because as we all know, for every little peace of roast pork not eaten, God kills a little kitten. And who would want that?
- Pork shoulder, with rind. This is very important, please reread that last sentence! Without rind, there won’t be any crust, and without crust you might as well go outside, collect a handful of dirt, put it in the oven and serve it as roast pork. So please, don’t forget the rind.
- Depending on the size of said shoulder, you’ll need somewhere between 8 and 12 garlic cloves. Don’t ask me why 8 and not 7 or 12 and not 13. In fact, I just pulled those numbers out of, well, somewhere. But I think you’ll be fine.
- Loads of caraway.
- Salt
- potatoes
Potatoes:
When the roast’s in the oven, get those potatoes and peel them. You can then either pre-cook them, which of course dramatically shortens the time they would need in the oven. If you feel you don’t want to use yet another pot, then simply dump the potatoes, ideally cut into same size pieces, on a baking tray underneath the roast, about an hour before you think your roast will be done.
And here’s why I wanted you to put that roast on a grilling tray: Once you’ve got those potatoes in the oven, there’ll have accumulated lots of juice from the roast. Simply poke holes into the tinfoil surrounding the roast, and it will all pour down onto your potatoes, giving them a nice, porky and garlicy flavour. How’s that for frugal use of herbs and spices? The potatoes are done when they are crispy outside, hot and soft inside. Tada.
To check whether your roast is done, cut it in the middle and look at the juice. If it’s red, it’s not done. If it’s clear, it’s done and you can serve that mean, old bugger. No gravy needed.
Anyway, this recipe has become far too long and rambling and probably utterly useless for anyone who’d ever thought of actually making that roast. If you’ve still managed to make any sense of it and are planning on using it, do send me a message on how it went.
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