Crack(l)ing Stuff

Following on from last week's steak porn - a comment which I'm sure resulted in some very disappointing web searches in teenage bedrooms around the globe - here's another picture instead of a thousand words. Lunch yesterday was a typically enjoyable afternoon at Roast. Great company, a certain amount of iPad envy, a very constructive chat and, on the plate, the Thursday special of suckling pig. Special doesn't quite cover it... but a perfect slice of insanely golden crackling did.