- 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. Never again.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.