A huge thanks to Rupert, Chris and Chris for the fantastic wedding present, a whole Pata Negra. Midnight snacks will never be the same again! It’s sooooooo good I cannot tell you.
UPDATE: 11 days later…
Groan… ham is my friend.
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Lucky bastard!
I think Chris has hit the nail on the head there! Jealous jealous jealous.
I feel sick with jealousy! I still maintain my suggestion that one should plant the leg in the garden once finished, with the hoof sticking out of the ground to mark the spot.
almost did a spit take w my starbucks at the title of this pic – and what a lovely jamon it is, too. lucky you!