Pork Roll Hits the Road

In my 7 years in LA, pork roll was the one east coast food that I missed more than anything. Its tasty, juicy, porkiness was unmatched by any other meat product. It's indescribable - kind of like Canadian bacon, with a hint of salami and a whole lot of yum! Put it on a hard roll with a fried egg, cheese, salt, pepper and ketchup - heaven for breakfast!

Every trip back to Jersey, I would pack pounds of pork roll in my carry-on bag making for very interesting conversations with airport security guards. As my bag goes through the X-ray machine there would be a slight hesitation, the conveyor belt would back-up, bringing the bag back through the scanner, then the puzzled looks and a "miss, we need to go through your bag." They would open the bag to find a frozen log of pork product. "It's pork roll," I say "they don't sell it in L.A." Knowingly nodding, the guard places the pork roll back in my bag. "You don't know how many people come through here with that in their bags everyday." "I can only imagine!", I say while repacking my bag and heading to catch my flight.

Soon, I will be leaving the pork-roll-less land of Los Angeles and returning to the motherland of New Jersey. My brother Anthony and his friend Pat will also proudly represent the Traveling Team Pork Roll. Join us on a memorable journey  pork-rolling from coast to coast!