While shopping this weekend, I had a flash back to my youth. It happened while I was in the bread section. I suddenly flashed back on my mom buying me seeded hard rolls for my breakfast and lunch sandwiches.
What was on these sandwiches? Pork roll and cheese of course. The classic New Jersey breakfast meal. I can’t describe to you the taste that this food brings to the pallet. This may be one of the few “meats” that I miss since I became a vegetarian.
Heck, I can’t even describe to you what pork roll is, or how it’s made. It is a pork product, that much is obvious. But what part of the pig it is? I haven’t got a clue. I don’t miss it enough to end my vegetarianism, but I do miss it.
Or maybe I just miss my mom cooking for me.