If you can pronounce the words in my title, there is a special prize. I (don't ask why) have decided to attempt this year-long challenge of preparing a different type of charcuterie, each month with the participants of
Charcutepalooza, currently taking place at
Mrs. Wheelbarrow's site. It has been called A Year in Meat, and is hosted by
Cathy Barrow and
Kim Foster. These two women have come up with the quite inspirational idea for us to cure, smoke and salt our way right through
Michael Ruhlman‘s how-to cookbook,
Charcuterie.
January's challenge was Duck Prosciutto, which came and went before I had a chance to join in. Though, I would say making
Duck Confit several times comes close, as it involves salting, then slow cooking and preserving in fat, rather than dry curing. At any rate, the hosts have decided to extend the January Challenge, allowing late posts throughout the coming year. So, I'm okay, and certainly looking forward to doing Duck Prosciutto, and especially eating it.
The February challenge is the salt cure, either bacon, pancetta, guanciale
("gwan-chi- ah-lay") or lamb prosciutto. Folks, this does not mean that I am not committed to using less meat. Only to preparing more myself, and from humanely raised animals. At any rate, for non meat eaters, salmon, salt cod or even lemons can be done with a salt cure on this challenge. One of the things I do with the lemons life gives me. Lemon Mead is good too, but that's another story.
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Having procured some small farm, locally raised hog jowl, I began the simple (very) process of preparing homemade guanciale. From what I was able to read, this fatty cut of meat, the jowl or cheek, has a more intense piggy flavor than bacon or pancetta. Which, if you enjoy pork, is a good thing. According to
Mario, in The Babbo Cookbook:
Guanciale is the very distinctly flavored bacon made from the jowls and cheeks of our hero, the pig. It has a depth of flavor and intense richness that is simply not present in commercially made American bacon. It is quite simple to make at home; we make fifty pounds a week at Babbo and use it with abandon whenever possible.
Whoa, if Mario uses it with abandon, it is likely pretty darn good. However, having never heard of it before (goes to show that I don't read every word in my cookbooks), seen it in a store, or eaten this item, it's all new to me. But, being up for trying something different and tasty, away we went.