Here’s the head cheese (post to follow) I made from said animal in my Pig, Winnie & Me post, apparently my own personal “piggy confessional,” as Sara Dickerman ingeniously coined these scribed adventures a while ago in Slate. I don’t know if I actually "(came) face to face with (my) own fleshly and mortal nature in the 'mirror' of the pig,” as Benjamin Aldes Wurgaft claims we bloody confessers do in the recent wonderful Pig Issue of Meatpaper, or if I felt my butchery sins had been absolved by the end of my piggy scribblings, but close enough to the bone and utterly hilarious.
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