On the occasion of my 25th birthday I decided to have a picnic where the star attraction was a whole roast suckling pig. This was decided around two months ago while I was in Berkeley. A friend of mine Googled and found a review that indicated the place to get a suckling pig in Vancouver is a Filipino market called Fraser BBQ and Fresh Meat. I had debated whether or not I should have it pre-cut for me, as you don't often get a photo op with a whole suckling pig. Still, I decided for substance over style and had them cut it.
It's a damn good thing I did, because there's no way we could ever have chopped this thing ourselves. This thing was enormous. Every single person who saw it's first reaction was "Oh my God". At the end of the day we still had about 50% of the pig left, so I made tinfoil packets (piggy bags) for my friends to take home.
I'm home now and having a good time. My sister, brother-in-law, and nephew arrived yesterday from Paris and the whole house is stuffed to the gills. Thomas is almost one and a half now and runs around all the time; he's a lot of fun but I have no idea what to do with him. It was easier last year because he basically couldn't move and so I could control what he plays with pretty easily, but now I find myself constantly deciding whether or not he should be allowed to play with pencils and spoons, say. The latter has much to do with a conversation I had regarding the pig and whether or not its eyes would be removed using a melon baller.