As soon as I saw the topic for this week I grabbed my camera and headed off to work. When we first moved to the South, one of the first moments that I realized I was in a different land from my childhood home was standing in front of the vending machine at break time during my first week of work. I looked up and low & behold- the vending machine was stocked with meat. That’s right- fried pork rinds. Not your mother’s vending machine purchase. Don’t get me wrong, oh I bought em, again and again. I’m just saying, it’s a Southern thing…
Grab some quarters and head out around the world!
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this is great! can you hear me laughing? thanks cole!
ha ha, check mine out! 🙂
Don’t believe I’ve ever had fried pork rinds.