Holiday Pork Chop Craving

Just had Spanish omelette with a view and looking through the evening menu and want pork chops for tea. Whenever I’m away I seem to get a craving for these. A few years ago we spent a month in Turkey and found a lovely butcher for our steak, chicken and lamb nightly BBQ. Then the craving came. I prided myself on having learnt enough Turkish to get by but appeared to cause confusion when I asked for “Domuz”. This led to me oinking and grunting in the butchers and miming a curly tale. As others looked on bemused the penny suddenly dropped – it wasn’t my accent or charades that was the problem – it was the fact that I was in a Muslim country. How embarrassing 🙄

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