That is if you dare to be as crazy as I can become at times!
Out of the main hub of stalls, actually already exiting the market, and just a few more steps towards my Hotel Almira, I stumbled upon makeshift tables on the side of the street. All 3 were selling lechon and that got me surprised since I passed this way earlier on and there was not even a trace of them or their tables – much less the aroma of those shiny, delectable indulgences! Of the three tables, one has just sold out a previous pig, now starting to chop a new one. I watched.
As we conversed, some little bits and pieces of the delectable lechon would fly our way when her sons would whack slabs of meat for buyers. A speck of crackly delectable skin (panit) landed on the chest portion of my shirt. And listen to this… I slowly plucked it form there and tossed it in my mouth! Yummy yum yum! The lady let out a hearty laugh and said “bumili ka na lang sir, kahit 1 kilo lang”. I said “no, bawal”! The son who hacked that slab of meat was also laughing and the father who probably took pity at my pathetic act picked about 2cm square of stray lechon skin and gave it to me. Of course, I quickly grabbed and munched on it whole. On hindsight, I think I was like a monkey who immediately grabs and eats any morsel of food tossed by anyone!
Munching the first of my 3 pieces of Spanish Bread aside from two other pieces of I don’t know, I must pass by the lechon tables again on the way back to Almira. And the son hollered “sir, adi pa”! So I went near again, and started scooping them little bits and pieces from the banana leaf! I knew this family was having fun looking at me scavenge like that from their “lechon tailings” if I can call it that! The father already reminded me “sir, paubos na, bumili ka na kahit kalahating kilo”! I still shook my head. The mother who probably got envious at what I was doing also started on the little “takrag”. I even admonished her saying “hoy competition, stay at the other side (of the lechon).
In no time, the two sons said “waray na, ubos na”! Even the head was bought by some representative of a restaurant – but not after one of the sons sliced a bit of skin from the nape and gave it to me! Whohoa! They packed up and left, I walked back to my hotel!
7:09AM, I was at the stairs of Hotel Almira, drinking coke that waiter brought from upstairs, and I saw the last of the 3 lechon vendors leaving the place! Whatta Sunday morning!