Dinner tonight - nipples!?

Awhile back Cush and I went to the pork shop and picked out what I thought was pork roast. As it happened it was actually pork belly.

For those that don't know (including myself as of yesterday) pork belly is esentially a hunk of non-sliced bacon.

Usually when I cook pork roast I make some slits on top of the roast and insert garlic slices and then rub olive oil, rosemary, salt and pepper on top. But this was clearly not the same and so I googled recipes.

I prepared my pan, preheated my oven and took the pork out of it's package. I turned it over, plonked it down on the roasting rack and saw this-

Nipples!

That's the last thing I was expecting!

Being completely caught off gaurd, I wondered what I should do, leave them on, and eat them? cut them off, and throw them away? leave them on, cook the meat then cut them off when I'm done and throw them away?

I was seriously conflicted. All options seemed exceptionally gross to me.

I called my friend, "The Chef" to ask for advice.

During the course of our friendship, I've had to ask her advice from time to time and she's never steered me wrong, but even she was a little conflicted about the nipples.

We both agreed that all options were a little wierd and none of the solutions made either of us comfortable.

In the end we decided that I should cook the pork with the nipples left on and then see what Cush thinks when he gets home.

I'm not sure how he'll feel about the nipples, but I can't just not say anything, especially now that I'm writing about it but to sneakily feed him nipples would break the trust we have. He trusts me in the kitchen.

Over the years I've had a few run ins with the food that I've prepared. I've had to pluck a few feathers out of chickens, I even had to ask someone else to take a liver out of a chicken because I simply could not do it, I've bought beef that looked like it had some hide on it which I had to trim off, but never nipples.

Nipples are a new thing altogether...