It all started on Saturday morning with me getting ready for a morning outing to R&K Stockcraft's Launch Event. The new owners were being smart about drumming up new business and reconnecting with past customers by hosting a mini-country fayre type thing. And being one that is slightly obsessed with watching Dog Trials and ambling around an open store or two, I was most obliging when Man suggested we have a quick nosey around the ground.
On checking the weather, gathering suitable attire and raiding the piggy bank, I realised that potentially there might be a very short supply of food available and probably none that would be coeliac friendly. So I fired up the grill, popped on an entire 8 rashers of bacon and proceeded to make Man and I a heavenly BLT each. Alas, I was reprimanded for putting lettuce into the sandwich, as apparently 'no-one eats lettuce for breakfast'. I shall of course ignore that sage advice from Man and he can either eat it or pick it out in the future.
On finishing my BLT, there were a few chores, such as sorting out the Pulled Pork that cooks for about 9 hours (yes, you did read that correctly), which we were having for a BBQ with friends that evening. There wasn't much to do other than rustle up the rub and apply, as I'd already had the pork marinading in an apple, sugar and salt brine for the last 24hrs. So once the rub was applied all I really had to do was pop it into in the oven for its initial 5hr cook.
A mild panic attack set in at the thought of potentially starving to death at the Shooting Day as I may have issues with food and I had no idea how long Man would need to shoot 6 stands, or how many times he'd be popping off around the course. With this in mind, and to avoid being woefully peckish, I popped a few gluten free sausages under the grill to make some picnic sangers to take with us. It was at this juncture that it dawned on me that I was quite literally having a little porky pig for every meal that day. Eek, where was the dietary variety?
On arrival at the shooting ground I was happy to find a little 'shopping tent' filled with lovely country delights which included a small stall of Maude & Fox who produce 'tweed with a twist'. I love their idea of combining traditional materials from Yorkshire and Scotland with contemporary clothes designs to make real 'urban country chic'. I was mildly put out that man wouldn't let me purchase the lovely tea cosy (see below) for him but I'm thinking I may just purchase later and accidentally leave at his house.
We meandered around looking at all the different types of shooting stands, including some electronic sort of video game thing that showed you how badly you'd missed the target. Having hidden out in the video game tent whilst the heavens had opened, I was well aware that I was clearly out of my depth, so disappeared to find some tea to warm up.
Over at the tea tent which was being run by Ascroft Caterers; I felt myself being drawn in by the smells of slow roast pork, and looking at the contented faces of many a punter the Pulled Pork Baps was certainly hitting the spot. I was sorely tempted to purchase two with home-made apple sauce but resisted knowing that we had a 2kg pork shoulder getting ready in the oven at home - and there was a small concern that I could potentially OD before I got a chance to consume our own.
But the smell did drive me back to the car to pick-up our own sausage sandwiches which I'd lavishly plied with home-made barbecue and chilli sauce. There really is nothing better than a cuppa and sanger whist watching some beautifully trained gun dogs demonstrating their skills. I apparently 'cooed' throughout which I tried to pass off as an involuntary squeak of admiration.