Bloggapalooza, Feral Hogs and Havelina Tamales

TGIF, and Greetings, Yall!

Hope everyone had a Happy Fourth of July and is surviving the summer. This one seems to be going fast and furious. Come July, I am really not in the mood to do much of anything. I kind of like it that way. For some, moving at a constant pace, checking off the To-Do Lists and doing all the "What have Ya's" make many feel productive and relevant. Not me, although I can be an over acheiver and a bit of a stickler for detail, when summer comes around in Texas, I just want to chill. I want to be, well , lazy.
We talk a lot here in the shop about pigs, pork, hogs and havelina. It seems everyone has a story to tell about how so and so made the best tamales out of the hog head, the havelina head or how so and so would make tamales from a feral hog. My sister wants to somehow use the meat from the feral hogs she sees roaming around out at the ranch. Not me. I like my meat USDA, stamped by Uncle Sam. I am a slight, germaphobe and really don't like the idea of any kind of slaughtering procedure or any meat that is remotely "gamey". Yes I realize I am a bit of a contortionist. Of course, because I retain the right to be as picky as I want, and to demand certain standards in what I put in my mouth.  I am a meat eater, yet I don't like venison, duck, rabbit, pidgeon, frogs, feral hogs or havelina....
I have eaten venison tamales, just to say I have....but I did not like them. I once ate a rattlesnake on a stick, I have eaten fried alligator and enjoyed both. When I was fifteen I was in Mexico with my family down in La Piedad and there were sows on the street who stood four foot high and weighed hundreds of pounds. They were like small cars!
Don't hate me because I am not a fan of the kill it, skin it  and eat it club! Once, a friend of mine took me up in his buddy's helicoptor in Wichita Falls. His buddy was a rancher and used his copter to coral his herd of cows. It was so fun and quite shocking to be flying above the animals as they ran to the gates of their pens. So yes, I am a mental case, I meant contortionst.  People are always saying you have to like this, if you like that, that you can't pick, you can't choose.

I like a lot of things, feral Hogs, Havelina or sweet tamales, not so much. Just give me the beef, baby!

And I just wanted to write the word bloggapalooza.....does'nt it just sound funny?