Porktacular!

If you keep Kosher you may want to skip this blog entry. Seriously … OK, I warned you.

I take a lot of pride in my heritage but I think it’s no secret that I’m not very religious, for me it’s more about knowing where I came from. The one big tenant of my heritage I had not broken thus far is the prohibition on pork. Not out of religious devotion but more a deeply held psychotic fear that if I ate pork a rabbi would come running out of the woods and beat me with a Siddur (Jewish hymnal for you goys) to within an inch of my life (Of course no Rabbi would treat a Siddur like that … or me).

But traveling is a lot easier when you have fewer diet restrictions so I've put that fear behind me now. But I didn’t feel you could break a 35 year streak with a breakfast trip to McDonald's, it had to be an event! Therefore: Pork Party! A Pork heavy potluck in my condo's party room.
It was a great way to get sent off and a lot of fun. There was a great variety of dishes and I’d have to say Bacon was the one I liked most. I don’t think I’m going to become a ravenous pork eater but it opens up possibilities.

After dinner there was dancing