- Location
- Ontario, Canada
About 8 years ago I stopped at a local, popular liquor store in Detroit that also serves hot food, sandwiches etc. I had been there the day before for lunch and everything was tasty. It was winter time and I was stacking piles of salt for a landscaping company for the season, I was cold and wanted something warm. So I went back and got their Jambalaya. Keep in mind the menu is hand written on a sheet of cardboard above my head. I point to the Jambalaya and say "I'll have that." 30 minutes later I am relaxed, sitting in my loader and enjoying a nice hot meal. I get to the end of the meal and take my last bite and discover this hunk of meat has a bone in it. I pull it out of my mouth to examine... and quickly realize it is a pigs foot, and that I had pointed to the "Pigs foot stew" instead of the Jambalaya. I wish the food had labels right in front of it. It was delicious, and about 30 minutes later I was scaling the top of the salt dome to get down on the backside so I could unleash the fury that follows the consumption of pig foot stew. A few shovels full of salt to cover my evidence and my day was over.This one is not from the land down under just the land down South of YA'LL a bit , still just as gross as it sounds.