DELICACY

When me and my brother were kids, every January 1st we had a tradition - a family attack to the pig's head. New Year's Eve couldn't happen without a whole roasted piglet, and a head was always left for tomorrow morning. My father would sit at the head of the table with sharpest, longest pocket knife he owned and carefully carved the best pieces of meat for us. We were waiting for the sweat meat imagining one day when we are going to be heads of our families and do the same thing for our kids.
Yes, I know today is not 1/1, but last night we celebrated St. George, a special day of our friend's family saint protector. They prepared a huge feast, and this head was left so Mirjana brought it for me.
I'm so happy now, and my son is going to hate me when he see this picture. :)

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Пред излогом месарнице,
једно прасе живот схвата.
Гледа редом кобасице,
па им каже 'Мама! Тата!'
Миљенко Жуборски