Several years ago my hubby was at work on a snowy blustery day. A co-worker was eating a big bowl of ham and bean soup at lunch time and he started thinking about how good that would taste. He thought about it all day.
Meanwhile at home.
I had the day off from school for a snow day. A great time to do all of those long projects that I normally do not have time to do. I put a hog head into my biggest stock pot to begin cooking on its way to becoming scrapple like my grandma Nettie used to make. The pot simmered away leaving a nice hammy smell lingering in the air.
Later.
A cold half frozen hungry hubby comes home. "Bean soup!" he thinks, smelling the yummy fragrance. Just what he has been wanting all day!
He still has not recovered from opening the kettle to get a bowl of bean soup and coming face to face with the pig head!